Now for the details! I'm not sure what was more amazing, him or the fans. It was a big, huge, amazing, Love fest. (With a capital "L") He played for 3 hours. His band was fantastic. They were as fun to watch as Elton was. He played every classic I could think of and 5 new songs. "Hey, Ahab" was certainly my favorite of the fresh tunes. But hey, can you blame a literature-loving-music-loving Midwestern girl for a natural attraction? As for the classics, I literally cried (cause of personal reason and just being touched) when he sang "Guess That's Why They Call It the Blues". Tiny Dancer has always been my personal favorite, but after the show... oh, I dunno! There was much fun to be had. I've never danced so much at a concert before, and I (being me) loved it! Between "Crocodile Rock" and "Benny and The Jets" we were literally dancing in the aisles and absolutely nobody cared! (As much as I love BRC, maybe EJ really does have the best fans ever... that's only a maybe.) Regardless, I had an amazing time and have definitively decided not to marry until I find a man who can go to concerts and have as much fun as me. =] And trust me, I am quite a handful, especially at concerts!
Elton John - Hey Ahab http://youtu.be/yLkaMGnwi_g
(Killer background singers! They were as soulful and talented as Elton and his band!)
I can't love, shot full of holes
Don't feel nothing, I just feel cold
Don't feel nothing, just old scars
Toughening up around my heart
But I want love, just a different kind
I want love, won't break me down
Won't brick me up, won't fence me in
I want a love, that don't mean a thing
That's the love I want, I want love
I want love on my own terms
After everything I've ever learned
Me, I carry too much baggage
Oh man I've seen so much traffic
So bring it on, I've been bruised
Don't give me love that's clean and smooth
I'm ready for the rougher stuff
No sweet romance, I've had enough
Don't feel nothing, I just feel cold
Don't feel nothing, just old scars
Toughening up around my heart
But I want love, just a different kind
I want love, won't break me down
Won't brick me up, won't fence me in
I want a love, that don't mean a thing
That's the love I want, I want love
I want love on my own terms
After everything I've ever learned
Me, I carry too much baggage
Oh man I've seen so much traffic
So bring it on, I've been bruised
Don't give me love that's clean and smooth
I'm ready for the rougher stuff
No sweet romance, I've had enough
I've never been one for the sweet romance. I guess I'm just not built for being sweet. I'll willingly admit that I'm totally faulty in matters of the heart. Oh, Elton, thanks for getting me!
P.S. This is my 50th post. Which just proves I type as much as I talk. Which is way too much!
P.S. This is my 50th post. Which just proves I type as much as I talk. Which is way too much!
1 comment:
congrats on 50. keep it up!
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