Tori Amos, Sony Centre, 23oct2007

I just got back from seeing Tori Amos in concert at The Sony Centre with Thistle. This is the 7th or 8th time I've seen Tori live -- I have to go through some shoeboxes, find the ticket stubs, and get an exact tally.

What can I say? I love you, Tori (there! I said it on my blog, instead of yelling it out during the show). "Space Dog" sent chills through my body during both of its bridges. And I loved how Pip gave us all the finger after she finished.

I'll close with the refrain from the end of Hey Jupiter - The Dakota Version. These lyrics have always blown me away. Tori played it tonight as her final encore.
I go from day to day
I know where the cupboards are
I know where the car is parked
I know he isn't you

Comments

Dead Robot said…
A solid month between posts and you mention this?

I want tears! I want joy! I want drama! If I wanted celebrity I'd go to TMZ

Glad you had a good time. I always get her confused with Tori Spelling.
October 24, 2007 6:39 am
madamerouge said…
Blogging is hard when:

-there's a new season of tv
-you have a new boss and must keep your Internet use 100% legit
-you're trying to get biceps and delts
-FaceCrack keeps everyone else busy
October 24, 2007 8:32 am
Jason said…
Shoebox with old concert ticket stubs?

WTF is a "Pip" ?

I'm shocked that this "Pip" gave everyone the finger. Wasn't this the potty-mouth Tori Amos concert after all?

Get on facecrack.
October 24, 2007 8:47 am
Miss Thistle said…
Best Tori concert yet. She gets better and better each time I see her. If she'd played Cool On Your Island I would have melted away right then and there.

And "boo" to the fuck who yelled out during Winter. Yay to Tori for her whispered "eat me" retort.
October 24, 2007 9:59 am
madamerouge said…
Is that what she whispered? I meant to ask you. I LOVE IT! I was pissed at that guy, too. He interfered with an emotionally intense (and purposefully silent) moment in the performance of that song.
October 24, 2007 7:57 pm
Phronk said…
I'm not gay or nothin', but I really really love Tori Amos.
October 25, 2007 10:02 am
Miss Thistle said…
Got an envelope safely in the mail yesterday - thanks!

Super jealous of your biz card, it's so cute! Mine sucks now...
October 27, 2007 12:27 pm
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