Well, the idea of getting Sarah McLachlan tickets for a valentine's day gift fell through. It's hard to say, "be my valentine," from the cheap seats. I would rather listen to a live album.
I think that I have settled on the Psychedelic Furs who are playing with Berlin next month at the House of Blues. Now if I could find my old Honda Accord with surf racks then it would be a perfect 80's date. Richard Butler used to look like a shriveled mass of humanity back in 1982. I can only wonder what he looks like now the he is in his 50's.
The great thing about Michelle's dislike of blogs, is that she hardly ever reads mine. The secret is safe.
Posted by Frank Yamada at February 14, 2004 01:01 PMLook, Sarah McLachlan is fine, but I’ve got to see the Furs as much more than a “compromise.” Even if Richard Butler has shriveled to a sultana, that’s going to be a wonderful show in itself. . . .
But you knew I’d think that.
Posted by: AKMA at February 14, 2004 11:13 PMThe Furs is more of a compromise as a gift to Michelle. If I go by my own personal tastes, the Furs win hands down. If I go by Michelle's, Sarah McLachlan wins hands down. If I go by our collective tastes, the edge goes to the diva (that would be Sarah not Richard).
Posted by: Frank at February 15, 2004 12:15 AM