voice of an angel

The day after Mardi Gras was sedate as expected. The day was left open for chrisglass who had returned to St. Louis the day before but was shacked up in a hotel with his significant-elsewhere enjoying some quality time you can’t quite have when you’re on an air mattress at a friend’s house.

Sadly some things came up back home and Glass had to book out early so our planned evening of him joining us to see “Rufus Wainwright” turned into just us three.

This was our first concert at “The Pageant”, a new theater rehab project in “The University City Loop”. Within spitting distance of Washington University, (the ivy league of the midwest), “The Loop” is your typical bohemian hotspot turned Kentucky Fried Yup. It’s a LOT different now than I remember from college ten years ago – but the hood “has” kept some of it’s original charm. (Street musicians, good used record store, etc).

The venue is great. It’s laid out sort of like an oversized cabaret with cocktail tables and stools. The perfect, “snugly” venue to see a personable act like Wainright.

Rufus was personable and flaming as usual. We saw him a couple of years ago at a tinnier place where we damn near sat on the piano bench with him. Nonetheless – it was as if you’re campy friend from out of town was back and picked up the conversation right where you left off.

The show was great… I do have to confess though, while I “do” like his music – I’ve got about an hour and ten minute threshold and I did find myself starting to fidget by 90 minutes in. The two encores were worth it though – and his closing song, a sneak-peek of a new track he’s dedicated to the folks in SF getting married – was very touching.

Unlike so many concerts I go to these days, I didn’t feel like the old-fart in the crowd. The attendees ranged from emaciated emos to folks in their 50’s.

We left for home humming.. “Men reading fashion magazines…… Oh what a world…..”

Damn – I got that song in my head again! arrrgh.

I can’t blog right now – I have Rufus in my ears.