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Wednesday, November 20, 2002

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Well it's finally here! I went to go see Tori Amos @ the Tsongas arena in Lowell. It was a bit of a drive out towards Boston, but my little Tracer made it. It's tough driving with a governor... it shakes at anything over 80, so it took longer then usual. We got there about 6:15, tickets said 7:00. It wasn't horribly cold, but certainly nipply. Once they finally opened the doors they got around to telling those of us who waited at the front door that we needed to go around the side where the line was. 3 blocks later we reached the end of the line.

There was a very interesting guy who opened up. He was your traditional "guy with a guitar" but with a bonus orchestra at his toes. From what I could see he was wearing sandles and kept hitting keyboards and other effect buttons. He'd add in beats and sounds, a constant melody... very cool stuff. I'd recommend him, if I knew who he was.

Tori played a great show, I was enthralled the entire time.
Here's the set list.

The lights were great, went perfectly along with all the music -- flashes of light with the drums at points... very dramatic and emotional as Tori should be. The best part was near the end. She left, I was a little saddened that I didn't get to hear "Cornflake Girl" but clapped by heart out. She then came back out -- awesome, I'd gotten an encore before but this was just bonus! She did 3 songs - one of which was Cornflake girl! She left again... and we got her to come back out yet again for 2 more songs.

I left there very happy and satisfied that I'd finally seen one of my favorite artists in concert.

The complicated part of it all is that I made plans to go with someone a while back. Things have kind of tapered off since and it was more or less a "last outing" sort of thing. It's one of those "half-way" things where nothing is actually official, so you hate to make "an official statment"... or at least I did. We're sticking with the friends thing, it fits better, I think.

Labels: 2002