the concert

Do you know what I'm doing? I have this big tub of fluff (it's like marshmellow guts) and I threw a handful of teddy grams in it and then I'm digging them back out one by one with chopsticks so I can eat them for dinner. These are things you can't do when you grow up and become responsible. Tonite was the mixfest concert with: Augustana, Natasha Bedingfield, KT Tungstall, Meatloaf (!), Rihanna and James Blunt. Call it a party for my secret pop addiction. It was good. I think Natasha Bedingfield was my favorite. Her songs kill me. KT Tungstall, though I don't love her kind of bluesy music, was really neat. She did most of her back up vocals while on stage (using one of those foot pedals that record something and then can play it over and over). Very cool. Meatloaf was crazy. Oh my gosh, it was such a weird classic rock extravaganza while he was on stage but I couldn't join in--everyone was singing along but none of it was making any sense to me. His music just confuses me. Someone from the appropriate generation please explain. James Blunt was the last singer. Whoa! First time I've ever gone to a concert and then wished I hadn't found out what the singer looks like up close. He has crazy eyes. Every time he sang lyrics like "I'm out of my mind" and "where is my mind" I was like "yes, you are nuts! Please put on more of the nice pop singers." No, I liked seeing him, he just had this look! like his face was about to explode and all he could do about it was keep singing and try and warn us with his eyes! ha ha
Tomorrow I will babysit for the Kittermens for the first time. I'm ridiculously excited--only because I crave interacting with little kids like I crave beans. I am going to play till the cow comes jumping over the moon with milk in his belly and burl ives on his back! Ha that's another one of those things in English you aren't supposed to do. Aren't blogs great? I can do whatever I want. Buenas noches.
meeeeeeeeeeeeErin