Last Night's White Stripes Gig.
Following a last minute project at work that required me to bust ass for 2 hours, I broke out and headed home with high hopes for the evening. The plan was to meet Ms. McDonald for dinner before heading up to Roseland to see the dangerous Detroit twosome pound through some rock.
After treking through some serious rain, I killed some time at the Megastore listening to the new Primal Scream collection. Liz and I met at the pretensious, yet delicious Coffee Shop on Union Square West where we enjoyed a killer meal and some solid bevvies.
We slid over to the NR and sped up to the Roseland. Upon arrival, Liz qued me in on a little Roseland secret, (actually, I don't know if its a secret, but my dumb ass never knew about it). She showed me the bar behind the stage. We picked up a couple drinks and may our way into the crowd.
The White Stripes came out to a solid ovation and proceeded to pound through some of their hits. My personal highlight was when I grabbed Liz on the shoulder and said that all I wanted to hear was Hotel Yorba, and I shit you not, they immediately ripped right into it. My major disappointment was the absence of Apple Blossom and I Think I Smell a Rat, but they did deliver tracks like Pretty Good Looking, I Want to Be the Boy That Warms Your Mother's Heart (a personal favorite), and Seven Nation Army. Meg took the mic for a beautiful (as beautiful as it could be) rendition of In the Cold, Cold Night.
There was one dark spot in the entire evening. When the duo came back on stage for an encore (which included Fell In Love With a Girl), Jack got extremely pissed about kids moshing and crowd surfing. Though I'm a strong advocate against both of those actions, (I am known for pulling kids down), Jack needs to realize where he is playing, and the crowd he is playing for. His little hissyfit dampened an otherwise amazing show.
Lucky for me, I was with Liz, who enjoyed the show twice as much as I did. She had an ear to ear grin the entire set, and kept commenting on how amazed she was. That girl is top notch.
Following a last minute project at work that required me to bust ass for 2 hours, I broke out and headed home with high hopes for the evening. The plan was to meet Ms. McDonald for dinner before heading up to Roseland to see the dangerous Detroit twosome pound through some rock.
After treking through some serious rain, I killed some time at the Megastore listening to the new Primal Scream collection. Liz and I met at the pretensious, yet delicious Coffee Shop on Union Square West where we enjoyed a killer meal and some solid bevvies.
We slid over to the NR and sped up to the Roseland. Upon arrival, Liz qued me in on a little Roseland secret, (actually, I don't know if its a secret, but my dumb ass never knew about it). She showed me the bar behind the stage. We picked up a couple drinks and may our way into the crowd.
The White Stripes came out to a solid ovation and proceeded to pound through some of their hits. My personal highlight was when I grabbed Liz on the shoulder and said that all I wanted to hear was Hotel Yorba, and I shit you not, they immediately ripped right into it. My major disappointment was the absence of Apple Blossom and I Think I Smell a Rat, but they did deliver tracks like Pretty Good Looking, I Want to Be the Boy That Warms Your Mother's Heart (a personal favorite), and Seven Nation Army. Meg took the mic for a beautiful (as beautiful as it could be) rendition of In the Cold, Cold Night.
There was one dark spot in the entire evening. When the duo came back on stage for an encore (which included Fell In Love With a Girl), Jack got extremely pissed about kids moshing and crowd surfing. Though I'm a strong advocate against both of those actions, (I am known for pulling kids down), Jack needs to realize where he is playing, and the crowd he is playing for. His little hissyfit dampened an otherwise amazing show.
Lucky for me, I was with Liz, who enjoyed the show twice as much as I did. She had an ear to ear grin the entire set, and kept commenting on how amazed she was. That girl is top notch.
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