Magnet opened the show, and was warming up the house with some loop station ethereal concoctions. I like that dude.
Stars came on. Amy Millan wore an old wedding dress and threw bubble gum, candy, and silk flowers into the crowd frequently throughout the show. I caught some gum and blew bubbles all night. I blew some pretty impressive (almost face-sized) bubbles, until the inevitable bursts which lead to my chin and nose being covered in sticky pink goo and looking pretty ridiculous.
Anyway, I found out that Torq is a really pretty good trumpet player, I want to live in Genova Heights, and Elevator Love Letter will always be the perfect pretty pop song.
As expected, they played mostly from the new album and some songs from Set Yourself on Fire and even a couple from Heart. Nothing from Nightsongs. I am pretty obsessed with all four albums, so they could have played anything and I wouldn't have been disappointed.
I may have even made a Stars fan out of my metalhead husband, who went with me.
The only crappy thing about the evening was the parking ticket adorning my windshield after the show.

2 comments:
If you would have taken the Probe there's no way that copper would have wrote you a ticket. He would have been in awe of the car DUH!
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i wish i could have seen stars.
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