From
Megan:
My boyfriend bought me tickets for my birthday (even though it's not until
March 29th). While we were grabbing a bite to eat after my long
train ride to Albany, I asked my boyfriend where our seats were. He
told me that they were "in the balcony, as far back as you can
probably get!" I arrived to the theatre a few minutes into J5's
act (sorry guys!) and when we entered the lower floor--I thought we were
just going to just peer over the edge, where the arches were, for a few
minutes...however, we kept walking. My boyfriend surprised me with
seats in upper orchestra!! I was so ecstatic!
After J5's act (during the
intermission-like time), I happened to catch some guy holding a big
book--like a sketch book. I thought, hey that might be David!
(Though it wasn't. It was just a different guy signing it.)
Then I saw Nanikita sitting down, 2 seats in front of me and David walked
back up to his seat (love the hair!). However, there was a bunch of
people there by that time and they were all chatting...and being the odd
person I am, I didn't want to interrupt.
Now for Fiona stuff:
She totally totally rocked
LIMP. (She did awesome the night before on Letterman too!) The
crowd seemed to loooovvvve PAPER BAG...and I will always love LOVE RIDDEN.
I don't care how many people hate the whole piano part...I love it!
It is such a beautiful song--and it is just great listening to Fiona sing
it live! CARRION was much more mellow than her Wallingford
appearance--and it still rocked the house. I also love I KNOW.
I like how it is just Fiona at the piano, with Keith and Jebin (hope I got
you correct!!!). The whole lights on the piano deal just makes the
song and performance so so so much better and prettier and nicer--it is
perfect, in my opinion. As usual, Fiona wasn't sure what to say to the
audience--no jokes, etc--so she was just going to sing. See, that's
ok--I came to see Fiona sing and dance and perform and such. She
also made a note that she liked David Letterman the best out of
hosts--despite how other people say that he's mean. She also
mentioned towards the end of the show that Roseland was awful and she
didn't mention it earlier cuz she didn't want to jinx herself, etc.
She then proceeded to totally rip A MISTAKE...hmmm...I wonder why?!!
I just love how Fiona puts so much emotion into her songs...like if it's
angry--she is angry. If it's somber, she's somber. I love
it... When she sang FAST AS YOU CAN, the practically the entire
theatre walked up to the stage (after hearing her comment about Roseland)
to show their love and appreciation for Fiona. Everyone stood up that
wasn't in the aisles...it was just too great. I could tell Fiona
loved it too...she kinda gave a giggle at April's sign (I am assuming it
was April, after reading her review), and smiled so big...you could tell
by the sparkle in her eyes (I'm serious!). The crowd overall, was
real good. I believe during Sullen Girl, though, there was a
minor disturbance in the back of the right orchestra seating area.
My boyfriend's friend told me that 2 girls were making out or something
and someone yelled out "What the hell are you doing?"
Not sure if it's entirely true...but whatever it was, it annoyed me cuz it
was very distracting to the entire audience (everyone turned around to see
what was up).
After the concert, I stood
outside with a crowd of about 40. One security guard was giving us
an attitude right away for no reason--so a bunch of us kinda gave 'tude
back. (Yes, he was even physically pushing people away. I know
it's his job, but he was real nasty for no reason--though he calmed down
later on.) We watched as they loaded the truck, the band got on the
bus, etc. Matt Chamberlain gave away 2 drumsticks (dunno if they
were used during the concert...but they were his!) to random people in the
crowd. I had my hand on one...but, as you guessed it, I was
attacked. I have a scratch on my right hand now (seriously).
No biggie, though--the people that waited outside afterwards were big fans
as well. One of the girls that did get a drumstick was a big Matt
fan too. The security guards even tried telling us fans that Fiona
left "on the other side of the theatre in a limo, a white limo."
But, we still stood outside. Eventually David and Nanikita came out
of backstage...some guy from the crowd yelled "Hey, NEVER IS A
PROMISE!!!" and I screamed real loud (cuz you two rock).
Much later, a woman came out and explained that Fiona wasn't feeling well,
and didn't want to sign autographs. We all were cool with that--we
just wanted a glimpse of her! So eventually, Fiona came out all
wrapped up in a pretty scarf over her head and a nice dressy sorta coat.
She waved and said some words, which I believe she said "thank
you." I'm not 100% sure though, since we were all screaming and
yelling "I love you," "Thank you," etc. I'm
guessing Fiona has or is coming down with a cold--you can kinda tell in
her voice--and of course, we respect the fact that she doesn't wanna sit
out in the cold signing her name...we don't want to make her sickness
worse! I hope you feel better Fiona!!!
Some thank yous:
Mario: thank you for the tickets! I love you!
Jon: thank you for picking me up at the train station (I think Jon
fell in love with Keith Lowe. He's a bass player too. Oh, and just a
few weeks ago, we were talking about how if he was ever in a band, he
would wear a trench-like coat on stage....how funny is it that Keith did
the same?!)
The Tour Band: thank you for being so cool after the concert...I
learned that it's Lucky with the cool hat. It has such a cool effect
when his head is lowered and he just plays...there's just something about
it.
Fiona: thank you for a cool concert, your music, lyrics,
performance...i could go on and on...I hope you feel better!
David and Nanikita: of course... (I will make it a point in
the future to meet you two when we will all be at the same place!!)
THANK YOU!
--Megan
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From Dave
Hammond:
mut20@hotmail.com
Getting tickets was a problem
where I am. The D.C. concert had been sold out for quite some time and
the local DJs didn't bother to give tickets away. Now, before I
continue, let me explain. I am a 20-year-old boy that depends on a full
time day job. I don't go to college and I do pay rent. What I don't have
is vacation time. As in I never had any to begin with, which means that
if I want a few days off, I don't get paid. Oh, and by the way, I'm
broke.
But money be damned! I was going to see Fiona! I was going to be her
sweet fix of a daydream of a boy! I was going to see her, and when she
would see me she would forget all about that director boyfriend, P.T.
what's-his-name. Yeah, right. But the handshake was well worth the
drive.
Okay so I found tickets on eBay without a problem - except for one
problem. Not tickets, but ticket. One ticket. But one glorious, second
row, Orchestra Left center ticket. A right in front of the piano ticket.
I didn't really want to go alone but who cares, with a seat that close,
I could throw my underwear at her!
It was a six hour drive to Albany. I gave myself two extra hours because
I was sure I would get lost. In accordance with Murphy's Law not only
did I not get lost, but I was twenty minutes early. The neighborhood
looked a little sketchy at best. I didn't want to hang around my car
very long in case I was parking in someone's "spot." I
couldn't see any place to eat within walking distance so for about two
and a half-hours I stood outside the theatre.
After getting there I walked around the same block to keep warm and I
noticed a group that looked to be my age standing around the stage
entrance. I asked one of them for the time and what they were waiting
around for. They were waiting for Fiona. I had expected a mob. A grey
bearded stage manager type kept opening the door and looking out. I felt
this was the spot to be so I hung out. Various people kept coming out
and looking down the street. There were a few characters, one guy with a
Harley-Davidson jacket. There was a black leather clad young guy who was
actually nice to "us." and there was a thirty-something
receding hairline guy who was very protective of the sidewalk around the
stage door. The sidewalk guard chased us away several times until we
were far enough away not to get yelled at but close enough to see.
When Fiona's tour bus pulled up our little huddled group became brave
and started for the bus. I wasn't too familiar with the band members but
some of the girls I was standing near were and I think they yelled
their names. Finally Fiona hopped off and everyone knew her name. She
stood there and waited for us to shuffle over from where we were
standing. Magazines and CD covers came out and a round of signatures
followed. I was impressed that I got to stand so close to her. I somehow
imagined that bodyguards wouldn't let us within three feet of her but no
one seemed to mind. The group told her about all the places they've seen
her and they took pictures with her and hugged her and touched her arm
and did fan stuff. My chance to say something was passing quickly and
all I could do was stand there and watch! I didn't have anything for her
to sign but I had to say something! I managed to blurt out, "Fiona,
can I just have a handshake?" She stopped signing things long
enough to look directly at me and extend her hand. I took it and said,
"Can you let Paul know that I am a big fan of his work?" to
which she nodded. Great. Go ahead. Email me and tell me how stupid that
was. (mut20@hotmail.com) My only
chance to say something profoundly cool and I professed my love of her
boyfriend. My only shred of rationale at the time was that she has
probably heard how wonderful SHE is at least a million times that day
and she might appreciate something other than the norm. So that sucked
but I can guarantee you she doesn't remember me, so I'll have another
chance to make a better impression next time I decide to hang around a
stage door.
Another hour and a half standing out in the cold before a crowd built up
and they started to let us in. The theatre was warm and the décor was
pretty old. It was the kind of style that was "in" a long time
ago, and has been around for so long that it came back in style for the
"retro" look. The restroom had more urinals than I've seen at
baseball stadiums and a whole two sinks to wash your hands with using a
big communal bar of soap. One look at this bar of soap and washing up
with toilet water suddenly seemed sterile in comparison.
Got my ticket and sat down. I can't say a whole lot for the opening act,
"Jurassic 5". There are six of them. All of their songs were
about how old school they were. The two DJs were excellent but they
seemed totally interested in showing off their skills as DJs than in
making the four other rappers sound good.
Fiona bounced right out on stage without a bit of hesitation and did a
two handed full arm wave to the audience. She was smiling a lot more
from when I saw her outside. She had a full-length dress that was like
an inch off the ground. She had a cardigan style sweater on which came
off somewhere between the first and second song. The piano she sat at
had one of those "woman silhouettes" that you would find on
the mud flaps of trucks. Also taped to the piano was a small paper with
words that I can only guess is the Martha Graham quote I've read about.
She carried a hot cup of something out (soup?)
and put it on the piano. As she started in on the first song, steam
curled out of the cup (nice atmospheric touch). Between songs she seemed
to get charged by the crowd and frequently dashed between the microphone
to various points on the stage. I had read about her stage banter
"problem" but I didn't see much of a problem. She was just
really quick and didn't know what to say - I know the feeling. Sometimes
she talked too fast for me to understand but I was mostly happy to see
her excited and didn't mind one bit! The whole thing went way too fast
for me to take in.
Fiona has this great little dance that's unlike anything I've ever seen.
It's the kind of dance you do when you're a kid 'cause it feels good to
do but when you get older you stop because you're worried about what
people will think. Well Fiona just goes right on with her dance and you
can't help but be a little envious that she's up there dancing like that
while you sit and watch. The band members seemed to flow with Fiona well
as each of them seemed to know what to expect from her. Members of the
band would occasionally break out into a mini "Fiona dance"
when she was looking their way which was cute. A few fans came down and
danced to the acknowledgement of Fiona during songs. Of all the band
members Fiona seemed to connect with Keith (bass?) the most. They
frequently gave each other smiling glances and Fiona interacted with
Keith the most on-stage.
The lyrics were superb but I decided that a few of the songs sounded
best in a studio than live. The best part of the show was the way she
sang - it sent chills down my back. There were lines that had so much
feeling the crowd cheered mid-song and I've never seen anything like
that before. During the concert fans came down near the front row and
sat on the floor and eventually security would come along and make them
move. But when Fiona started in with "Fast as you can" so many
people crowded the isles, security just gave up and watched. Two guys
hopped the wall and started for the stage but security took them out so
fast by the time you noticed all you saw was security dragging them
away.
At the end she thanked everyone for being so great and walked off. It
didn't take much for an encore. Fiona walked back out on stage as though
she was supposed to pretend to be finished and sung two more songs as
band members slowly joined her. It was the best concert I've ever been
to. The sheer variety of people that showed up for this event is a
testament to the broad appeal of her music. The fact that no song went
unsung without cheers after every good line proves her talent. We've
gotten used to Fiona, but I'm not quite sure she has still gotten used
to us. It will be interesting to see where her career takes her and I
hope there are more tours to come. A piano playing female bears her soul
for $13.99 at Sam Goody. This would sum up my biggest weakness. The
whole experience left me exhausted and freezing cold but so goddamn
happy that I could have lost an appendage that day and I still would
have been talking about the Albany show.
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