Alas, Redemption!

No worries, me amigos, as she’ll be heading straight to Cleveland the day after!

Hah-ha! And I’ve discovered that they have ample tickets, quite indeed.

If anyone is interested in accompanying me to this most anticipated of concerts, please get ahold of me by tomorrowish, for I am eager to buy tickets and ensure my spot in the fray.

What’s the Big Hooplah about Joanna Newsom?

I’m sitting about three feet away from the “stage” which is little more than a carpet thrown across the same floor my feet are touching. Just behind that imaginary stage line is a giant harp, taller than me and on a grand scale, the type of thing you might see being played at the wedding of the Moon and the Milky Way. Suddenly, a quite contrasting, short little girl comes out, long hair, nearly pointed ears protruding and her face the combination of a sleeping baby and a punch in the face. She sits down at the harp, adjusts her shoulders and positions her fingers. She begins playing, and she is two instruments, each hand playing a different mood, each finger plucking a different emotion. Then her voice kicks in and I would be a fool to attempt to describe it, just as anyone who has in the past is. All I can say is that another more wonderful instrument joins the barrage and as bittersweet lyrics employing the work of whicker beetleshells and suppers consisting primarily of salt come rolling into your ears you finally experience what Artemis must have been thinking when he sent music down to those petty pagan Greeks.

At the only concert, as described above, where I’d seen Joanna play, I also ran across her while looking for the bathroom. While her music is confident and daring, almost as though she’s singing to the masses as to how they couldn’t handle her in all of her glory, in real life she’s a shy little girl hunched into a corner. It was as if I had trapped a defenseless animal in a cave and it wasn’t certain as to whether or not I was a trapper or just about to be on my way. Little did she know I was just another defenseless animal.

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