NIN....

It's been a carnival ride around here since Wednesday night - just life on the go-go-go - so I'm a bit behind in my concert review.
Also - I'm struggling because I know that I am not going to be able to convey the fabulousity that was the NIN concert. OK, yes, I know...that came out strangely. Did I mention that I am not sure how to write about this?

First of all - the seats. We had box seats. Who knew? I certainly didn't. And with our box seats came our own personal waiter, Robert. Who was there to fetch us snacks or drinks and the like. Totally, totally surreal. I mean, this is a NINE INCH NAILS concert - and I'm living it up like I'm swank? Surreal is the only word for it.*
However, let me just say that the swanks know how to live. I am sure that I have never had such good seats to any sort of show, or a clearer, more unobstructed view of the stage - and I pretty sure that it will never happen again in my lifetime!

The show itself was amazing -just jaw-droppingly amazing. One of my undergrad degrees is in the Theatre Arts, and I was always fascinated with lighting design. The light show was amazing. Ummm - just how many "amazings" am I up to????

Also amazing was the transformation which my boyfriend has undergone. I used to be smitten by the skinny, bendy, Goth looking Trent Reznor. He wore anguish well. And then, honestly, I kind of forgot about him. He only regained "boyfriend" status when I realized that I was going to go see him.

Oh.
My.
God.

The man is beautiful. I am not sure that I would have realized that he was the same person. He's gone the Henry Rollins route with a crew cut and those amazing arms.... I'm usually not interested in any sort of muscle-y man, but for Henry and now Trent, I'll make exceptions.

The show was a good mix of new stuff (and Bubba bought me the CD a day or so in advance so that I would be hip) and older stuff. He touched on pretty much every album. He sounded fantastic.... Although my ears did not stop ringing until I woke up this morning. I was very quiet yesterday, because I could never be sure how loudly I was speaking....

A wonderful and memorable evening....

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*There were several surreal moments for me at this show. I realized that at one point, I was up, out of my seat dancing in the box... (and trust me, I usually hate the people who get up and dance and step all over you and block your view, really I do. But again, the beauty of the box seat! I wasn't stepping on anyone! I wasn't blocking anyone! But I digress....)

So I was up, and dancing, and singing...no, screaming along with "Closer" - a song which may have some of the more ummmm, non-Tipper Gore approved lyrics of all time. I started to link to it, but didn't want to offend anyone. If you're curious, just Google it...

And I had this sort of disconnect in the back of my mind. I had this moment where I thought "How is this possible? Who is this person? I mean, I'm supposed to be so average. I read, I knit, I clip coupons from the newspaper and I actually use them. I'm middle-aged (37), I'm a mom, and a (recovering) preschool teacher! How? ???" Then a competing little voice in the back of my head said "Shut up and dance". So I did.....

However, don't fret - I'm sure I'll be back to my knitting/reading/couponclipping ways all too soon here!