Tuesday, June 26, 2007, I finally got to see The Police in concert at the American Airlines Center in Dallas. It was the summer of 1983 when I became an adoring fan at the height of their popularity just as the Synchronicity album (remember those vinyl discs?) was topping the charts. When they announced they were taking a sabbatical in 1984, I waited...and waited....and waited for another album, another tour. It finally happened...in 2007. Guess they needed to top up their retirement funds.
The concert was great. I would like to say it was phenomenal, but there was something missing. The three of them played with little interaction...barely tolerating one another. I wonder if they actually speak backstage or between concerts. Sting either flubbed the lyrics to several songs and/or he couldn't hit the high notes so he just didn't bother singing them. This really irritated me and detracted from the performance. I don't mind changing the timing of songs and altering them from the recordings as was the case with Beds Too Big Without You (which I loved) --if you want them to sound like the recording don't go to a concert. Loved their rendition of Can't Stand Losing You, and King of Pain -- it was neat to see Stewart Copeland using the different percussion instruments. Andy Summers was phenomenal on guitar. I can't believe he's in his 60s. While Stewart Copeland was king of percussion...in his own unique way. The concert just felt too stiff and scripted. They probably play the same set list every show.
I am glad that I finally got to see The Police in concert. I am also glad that we didn't pay $250 each for seats on the floor. The nosebleed seats weren't that bad considering we had binoculars/opera glasses, apart from the woman a couple of seats from us who had a piercing scream between songs. Not sure what she was on because this concert certainly wasn't scream-worthy, but I know she wasn't on pot because this is one of the few concerts where the smell of pot was not hanging in the air. Perhaps it's the smoking ban indoors...or perhaps it's because it's Dallas.
Thursday, June 28, 2007
Thursday, June 21, 2007
Sosa Joins 600 Club
Sammy Sosa joined the 600 home-run club last night during a game against the Chicago Cubs. Only four other players have reached this pinnacle: Hank Aaron, Barry Bonds, Willie Mays, and Babe Ruth. Not bad company. And....we missed it by one night...
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
Saved by an Irish Pub
The Dubliner, an Irish pub located at the Rangers ballpark, saved my life last night. Hubby is quite amused by this as he was able to partake of Guinness while this episode took place.
Yesterday we decided to go see the Texas Rangers take on the Chicago Cubs. We had tickets from a rained out Boston Red Sox game in May that we needed to exchange. Unfortunately we could not do the exchange via telephone or email, so we took our chances by doing it at the ballpark. Needless to say the selection for comparable tickets was limited. So we ended up on the Lexus Club Level, Third Base with seats in the sun. Oh, it was 96F yesterday excluding the humidex (which I didn't want to know)...the hottest day of 2007 in Dallas...so far. By the time we made it up to the club level and checked our seats we were sweating buckets.
After picking up a couple of Sosa souvenir t-shirts we grabbed a hotdog in a place that was air conditioned, then we decided to hit The Dubliner as it had the a.c. blasting. It was a great reprieve. Watched the first four innings waiting for Sammy Sosa to hit the 600 home run mark then the headache started. The sun had set about 30 minutes previously, but I was feeling overwhelmed by the heat. Finally I told hubby I could not longer take it and had to leave. He was concerned and walked out with me and suggested we stop by the Irish Pub. Well, the Dubliner fixed me up, and after a half hour in the air conditioned heaven (as hubby had another Guinness) I felt like the pub had saved my life....Drama queen, I am. We decided to watch the rest of the game in our seats.
No, Sammy Sosa did not hit the 600 home-run mark that evening. But, it was thrilling each time he went to bat as thousands of camera flashes sparkled in collective anticipation and the ballpark was enveloped in magic.
Yesterday we decided to go see the Texas Rangers take on the Chicago Cubs. We had tickets from a rained out Boston Red Sox game in May that we needed to exchange. Unfortunately we could not do the exchange via telephone or email, so we took our chances by doing it at the ballpark. Needless to say the selection for comparable tickets was limited. So we ended up on the Lexus Club Level, Third Base with seats in the sun. Oh, it was 96F yesterday excluding the humidex (which I didn't want to know)...the hottest day of 2007 in Dallas...so far. By the time we made it up to the club level and checked our seats we were sweating buckets.
After picking up a couple of Sosa souvenir t-shirts we grabbed a hotdog in a place that was air conditioned, then we decided to hit The Dubliner as it had the a.c. blasting. It was a great reprieve. Watched the first four innings waiting for Sammy Sosa to hit the 600 home run mark then the headache started. The sun had set about 30 minutes previously, but I was feeling overwhelmed by the heat. Finally I told hubby I could not longer take it and had to leave. He was concerned and walked out with me and suggested we stop by the Irish Pub. Well, the Dubliner fixed me up, and after a half hour in the air conditioned heaven (as hubby had another Guinness) I felt like the pub had saved my life....Drama queen, I am. We decided to watch the rest of the game in our seats.
No, Sammy Sosa did not hit the 600 home-run mark that evening. But, it was thrilling each time he went to bat as thousands of camera flashes sparkled in collective anticipation and the ballpark was enveloped in magic.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Paris, je t'aime
Although I've never been to Paris, I fell in love with the city this past weekend. How is this possible? Hubby and I went to see the movie "Paris, je t'aime" this past weekend. It took a bit of persuading, but luckily for me the new pirates movie has received bad reviews and so we saw a matinee viewing at the Angelika.
The movie is a compilation of short movies by various directors depicting different parts of Paris with theme of love. It was compelling and at various times I was laughing (at the mimes in "Tour Eiffel"), and then moments later had tears in my eyes (watching Juliette Binoche as the grief-stricken mother in "Place des Victories"). Always interesting to see the different directing and creative styles of each director. Now I want to visit Paris...maybe next year.
The movie is a compilation of short movies by various directors depicting different parts of Paris with theme of love. It was compelling and at various times I was laughing (at the mimes in "Tour Eiffel"), and then moments later had tears in my eyes (watching Juliette Binoche as the grief-stricken mother in "Place des Victories"). Always interesting to see the different directing and creative styles of each director. Now I want to visit Paris...maybe next year.
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