The Police concert rocked. Once more it is proven that God is a rock&roll fan, as it was a gorgeous clear night, and, in fact, warm enough where we were that aside from the occasional breeze I kept forgetting we were outdoors.
Ted’s favorite song was their rendition of Wrapped Around Your Finger. Mine was Every Breath You Take, mostly because at the end after repeating the “every breath you take” etc lines about nine hundred times Sting finally bungled it at the end and just sort of looked vaguely distressed and mostly amused and just gave up and stopped singing. :)
I suspect Sting is a very silly man. There was something about the way he goofed around the stage that looked, well, like he was being silly instead of performing, I guess. I mean, all rock stars goof around on stage some (or at least all the ones I’ve seen do), but for some reason he struck me as being actively silly. Given that he’s not only the lead singer but *also* the bass player, and that everybody knows that the bass player is the weird one in the band, he probably *is* silly, but possibly you also have to be if you get stuck with the nickname Sting. :) Anyway, I liked him for it. And my doodness, he’s looking good. I mean, you probably wouldn’t think he was younger than his fifties, but he’s a damned well preserved fifties.
He also has beautiful fingernails. (Bon Jovi’s teeth, Sting’s fingernails…bit by bit I shall see what makes a Perfect Rock Star, and amalgamate all the pieces into one. It’ll be bigger than the Beatles!) I know he has beautiful fingernails because they’d do closeups of him playing on THE OLDEST BASS IN THE WORLD, omg, he must’ve been playing that guitar since he was a kid and never plays anything else. It’s wood and the veneer is scratched off all over the place, and reminded me of a Stradivarius violin. :)
Though I know it’s a reunion tour and they haven’t really played together in ages, I still got the feeling off the three of them that basically these were some guys who were still totally happy to get together in the garage and make music until their wives told them to cut that out, it was disturbing the neighbors. I think that was the first concert I’ve ever seen where the drummer was a clear audience favorite over the lead guitarist, and I also don’t think I’ve ever seen as many *men* being so enthusiastic about a concert as the guys around us were. The guy next to me knew all the words to all the songs and jumped up and down and up and down (on Ted’s toes) and was as full of squee as a 13 year old girl. :)
Fiction Plane, which is his kid’s band, were the opening band. They were (despite being Sting’s Kid’s Band) very good, and we really enjoyed them and agreed we’d like to pick up their album.
UPS brought be a box of books today! Of course, they were supposed to bring me *two* boxes, but at least they managed one, and after having been called and harrassed, have promised the other tomorrow.
HEART OF STONE is thick enough to make URBAN SHAMAN look like a piker. It’s got cool greyscale stained glass chapter headings, and, to my absolute delight, a list of my other books at the front! YAY!
Ok, going to find a snack and then going back to work.
Yup, the old stringless bass is to him what Red Special is to Brian May.
I am very jealous. If the tickets hadn’t been so hideously expensive, I would have been there like a shot. :/
That reminds me of my pastor’s recent sermon about the Police (erm… okay, it wasn’t about the Police, but he used them as an example) and he mentioned what Every Breath You Take really means.
Not that this has anything to do with anything, but ya know. It’s his favorite band.
Sting has never, ever known how to stop singing. Which is why none of his songs have endings, which is why in recordings they just fade out, which is why he has no idea how to manage in live gigs. The other guys have to stop him, or he just keeps going until he falls over himself. As witness. Always has been true, always will be. Bless…
*Snoopy Dance*
I need teh IBN number so I can get it *cha cha cha*
Me want it me want it me want it..been waiting for another one since Urban Shaman.
Erm..this one isn’t romance is it?
I don’t write romances. I have no talent for them. :) It’s an urban fantasy of a different flavor from the Walker Papers, is all, and, uhm, ISBN is 978-0373802920. :)
*laughs* I never thought about it, but now that you mention it, you’re right, aren’t you. :) He did a pretty good job of stopping (or they did a good job of stopping him) with most of the songs last night. The really notable exception was “Every Breath You Take”. :)
Ooh, book sounds sweet. Looking forward to buying my copy. :)
Okay I thought you wrote romances for the Harliquin (sp) Luna line…?
Ok well anyways I want this one, and what is Walking Papers? I so need to get caught up on my books yeesh
At least you had a better time than my son did – he was on first-aid duty and ended up patrolling around the stadium (with an oxygen cyclinder) for over 3 hours without a break. During this time he was supplied with refreshments – 2 squares of chocolate.
Still he liked what he heard.
Perhaps they’ve improved since they played Phoenix. I thought their concert was a bit of a yawn, with most of the songs rearranged so that Sting could avoid the notes he can longer hit. I was highly disappointed, waiting 30 years to see them live only to find that they couldn’t properly cover their own hits.
Two years prior I’d seen Sting in concert and thought that was marvelous. He did many of his Police hits but also his newer stuff. Perhaps that made the difference. In retrospect, so many of The Police songs had a weird sameness that wasn’t quite sameness. Also, Annie Lennox as warm-up act was fantastic.
I did catch Billy Idol a couple of years back when he did his reunited-with-Steve Stevens tour. That was gloriously fun because Billy refuses to grow up. And when he ripped his shirt off — well, he looks pretty good for a guy my age. I also go his autopgraph after the concert which was quite peachy keen and made me much giddy.
Our Police concert also had delightful weather. You make a good point for the God of Rock.
I write fantasy for Harlequin’s Luna line, which is a fantasy line, not a romance line. :)
The Walker Papers are my original urban fantasy series, which include URBAN SHAMAN, THUNDERBIRD FALLS, COYOTE DREAMS, and a novella called “Banshee Cries” in the anthology WINTER MOON.
Well shoot, I had no idea I was that far behind. Thanks I am even more depressed not:P
I need to get caught up on you. I loved Urban, save the ending was kinda wierd.
It is too neat to tell someone what you think of their book, tha tis published, and you aren’t breaking a court oder doing so. :ROFL:
Yay! A thick birthday book for me :D
And I am very envious that you got to go see a Sting concert, for some strange reason Red Deer isn’t a popular concert destination…
You make my 80s girl heart soooo happy that you got to see the Police! Squee!
:) Well I think I am exceptionally lucky that we have a “reading” week first week in November.. that way i won’t be feeling guilty about reading a book in one go that’s not part of the course work!
(You should but up a schedule for books so I/people know when to expect books… like TQB and such,< which thanks to Fantasticfiction I know is may>)
:)
(P.S. have you seen the UK eddition of Poison study? Is it not just loverly?