Well, Tom Waits will be performing in a scant 8 cities this month and next, and lo and behold, mine's one of them. And of course, despite hitting the phones the nanoinstant the tickets were available, I missed out. Within 13 minutes of their going on sale, they were sold out. I fear it's already to late to score any, too, because of the paperless ticket system they're using.
Damn Damn Damn.
Here, enjoy a mini-concert, she said bitterly.
16 Shells From A Thirty-Ought-Six
Somewhere(from West Side Story)
Way Down In The Hole
Since I Fell For You
And this week's favorite, the swingy
Anywhere I Lay My Head
And even though I've posted it at least twice before, a permanent favorite of mine. It'll be playing (only in the late hours, of course) on the soundtrack of the bakery I like to pretend I'll open someday.
Eggs & Sausage (In A Cadillac With Susan Michelson)