Sting in Town
When I got up yesterday I had no real intention of going out to The Woodlands for the Sting show. However, as the day progressed I knew I simply couldn't not go. After spending half the day on the phone and internet, I finally managed to procure myself a seat in the second row of the pit.
Michelle had driven into Houston from last night's San Antonio show so she and I did the whole thing together. After a broken down car in the freeway exit lane, several near misses of careless drivers around us and an out-of -control motorist spinning around a mere two cars in front of us, we made it to the venue, feeling on tenterhooks. A couple of glasses of wine and lots of amazing music helped us get over all that.
Dominic Miller opened playing just four songs but wowed the audience with his masterful guitar work. The audience were surprised when Sting joined him on stage for Shape Of My Heart at the close of his set.
Next up, the fabulous Annie Lennox who sounded way better than I had imagined possible and looked amazing in her crystal-trimmed jeans and cropped designer tee. She has such emotion and stage presence when she performs .... and that voice of hers just gets better and better. An odd thing happened at the end of her main set in that as she swung her microphone around during I Need A Man she popped herself royally on her head. She was barely 6 feet in front of me and so I could see clearly that she hurt herself. She nonetheless made it out for her encores.
The Houston heat was stifling so I decided to move around a bit. At least that's my excuse for going out for another glass of wine before Sting took the stage. During the time that I was gone from my seat the empty seats within the pit filled up with the entire staff of Rick's Cabaret. They were decked out and partying!! Many times when I've been in the pit it's filled with dullards who just sort of sit there and stare at the stage. Not last night--everyone was on their feet for practically the entire show. We all had a blast in the pit, probably the most fun bunch of people ever at a concert (for strangers).
Sting was in good form and appeared to have fun last night. He got drenched by the end of the evening from the humidity and his own sweat, to the point that his Gucci shirt was all puckered up and totally clinging to him. Never seen him quite that wet before! There were a few variances in some of his arrangements since the last show I was at (Paris at the end of May) and, of course, some of the songs dropped from the list. Normally Annie joins Sting onstage for We'll Be Together but she didn't last night. My thinking is that she hurt herself with her mike earlier.
Highlights for me from Annie Lennox were Pavement Cracks and Why; from Sting, Sacred Love and Seven Days, plus I liked the new ending on Every Breath You Take. I had two disappointments with the show: no duet and no Stolen Car.
Michelle and I stopped by Spanish Flowers for a bite before heading home and chatting until almost 2 am. Talked to Jer from California and he said that Chris had a show filled with children running around playing ball during the show. Sort of sucked. Majorly. But, they all had a good time--and that's what it's all about.
Michelle had driven into Houston from last night's San Antonio show so she and I did the whole thing together. After a broken down car in the freeway exit lane, several near misses of careless drivers around us and an out-of -control motorist spinning around a mere two cars in front of us, we made it to the venue, feeling on tenterhooks. A couple of glasses of wine and lots of amazing music helped us get over all that.
Dominic Miller opened playing just four songs but wowed the audience with his masterful guitar work. The audience were surprised when Sting joined him on stage for Shape Of My Heart at the close of his set.
Next up, the fabulous Annie Lennox who sounded way better than I had imagined possible and looked amazing in her crystal-trimmed jeans and cropped designer tee. She has such emotion and stage presence when she performs .... and that voice of hers just gets better and better. An odd thing happened at the end of her main set in that as she swung her microphone around during I Need A Man she popped herself royally on her head. She was barely 6 feet in front of me and so I could see clearly that she hurt herself. She nonetheless made it out for her encores.
The Houston heat was stifling so I decided to move around a bit. At least that's my excuse for going out for another glass of wine before Sting took the stage. During the time that I was gone from my seat the empty seats within the pit filled up with the entire staff of Rick's Cabaret. They were decked out and partying!! Many times when I've been in the pit it's filled with dullards who just sort of sit there and stare at the stage. Not last night--everyone was on their feet for practically the entire show. We all had a blast in the pit, probably the most fun bunch of people ever at a concert (for strangers).
Sting was in good form and appeared to have fun last night. He got drenched by the end of the evening from the humidity and his own sweat, to the point that his Gucci shirt was all puckered up and totally clinging to him. Never seen him quite that wet before! There were a few variances in some of his arrangements since the last show I was at (Paris at the end of May) and, of course, some of the songs dropped from the list. Normally Annie joins Sting onstage for We'll Be Together but she didn't last night. My thinking is that she hurt herself with her mike earlier.
Highlights for me from Annie Lennox were Pavement Cracks and Why; from Sting, Sacred Love and Seven Days, plus I liked the new ending on Every Breath You Take. I had two disappointments with the show: no duet and no Stolen Car.
Michelle and I stopped by Spanish Flowers for a bite before heading home and chatting until almost 2 am. Talked to Jer from California and he said that Chris had a show filled with children running around playing ball during the show. Sort of sucked. Majorly. But, they all had a good time--and that's what it's all about.
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