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Thursday...was difficult to get the hang of. But I got it.

May 19th, 2006 (07:20 pm)

I had the day off, but absolutely ZERO energy to do anything fun.
I had made plans with Barry earlier in the week, so when Daniel Tiger called...
I had to tell him I was already busy.

Then after Bear arrived...we went for a VERY early dinner (even Grandma would have
eyed her watch with misgivings) then I crashed again. Telling Bear I just didn't
have the energy to do anything at all--that I really just needed, more than anything...

Some Me Time.

He was agreed that would probably be best--and left me on my own before 6 PM.

I spoke with Ben on the phone, he said--SO, I guess we aren't going to the
Femmes show tonight after all?

*head in hands*

A MONTH AGO I had made these plans with him.
And quite selfishly--I really really really wanted to go.
(Selfish Night-Time Ginger VS Day-Time Ginger with a Job in the AM)
But I also wanted to die--so I could get some of that sleep I always say I'm going to get
when I'm dead.

Violent Femmes or Death?
No Cake, Ginger...NO CAKE FOR YOU!

Feeling a bit like Cameron from Ferris Bueller's Day Off...I pulled on a beater and
jeans and my hoodie, cursing as I lopped down the stairs. Hullo again Thelonious.
We are going out.
He was chuffed and started on the first push of his button.


Ben and I met at Lovejoys, I was very grumpy.
He just kept laughing at me...strangely, this worked. Cheered me up.
That boy has an odd affect on me.

A couple of Mono and Soda's later....and l was feeling better, less reluctant about this
adventure. I have, after all, NEVER seen them Live and have ALWAYS wanted to.
They were playing STUBBS, a small venue here in Austin--so it would be a cozy show.

I began to get excited.
And too--The Femmes have kind of been our soundtrack...I cannot hear them
now without thinking of that drive home when he and I were side by side, he in his truck
and me on my scooter, SHOUTING the lyrics to each other as they boomed out of his
window. The "cool" Mom pushing her littlest in a stroller, her older cub bouncing and
dancing along in front as they crossed at the cross walk in front of us--nodding and
grinning, mum singing along too.

Yeah. This was going to be FUN.
I had to be here for this, with Him.

Once through the gates, I immediately ran into two Friends I had not seen in over a year
--Ron & Julie, I lost them "in the divorce" when MR SMITH and I broke up
March before last... They were genuinely happy to see me, and this felt wonderful.
I chattered away about the new job, and it turns out Ron's production company
is moving it's location to Penn Field!!! I will get to see them all the time now!? KickAss!
They told me all about their new little one, Max, she had juuuuuuust gotten pregnant
when all of us lost touch. Ron showed me pics on his cell phone--the NEW WALLET.

I told her how great she looked (she did, she really did) and asked when his Birthday
had been (you know me, I never forget a birthday) and was tickled to pieces when
they both spouted out in stereo: August 23!

(Ron and Ben looked at each other and winced, at least they seeeeemed to)
Julie came back, beaming.

Ginger and Julie are the last two Rick Springfield fan's left in the universe.
We both have a substantial Vinyl Collection of his work.

she said.


We parted ways, with plans to hang.
Ben and I made our way through the crowd...
We got a couple of LONESTAR TALLBOY cans at the bar,
and began our push forward.

His hand holding mine, leading the way.
The little thing inside me that doesn't like crowds?
Oh my, it began to rock back and forth and hold it's knees...
i'll be fine, i'll be fine, i'll be fine
It chanted.

This is why I say I "don't like live music"--I LOVE LIVE MUSIC
i just can't handle the crowds.

We found our spot, just under the point of that great "leaf" that covers the stage
at STUBBS--I could look up at the stars, or look at the stage, and not think about
everyone around me and behind me. I didn't realise it, but I had my left hand wrapped
around myself and resting on my right shoulder, the right hand dangling my can of beer.

Ben was caught up in it all, making friends all around us, and howling lyrics....then
he looked over and mimicked my stance. I cringed and shrugged. Tried to loosen up.
I felt so foolish. And tired.

Three songs in and he was stripped to the waist and dancing, I had unclenched
enough not to have my hand on my own shoulder.
A girl behind him gushed: YOU LOOK SO HAPPY!

He had a fair collection of gushing gals before the night was over--this made me grin
my ass off........... That's my Benjamin.

He's so pretty.


And the night went on, they played EVERYTHING I wanted to hear--they played stuff I
had never heard...I was tickled to be there--and only almost panicked about 3 times!

(voices in ginger's head: You could go now, bolt through them all...make it out!!!
No no no, you don't want to leave before it is over, c'mon, you can do this!
Will you fucking SHUT UP??? Hang in there, G.)


I made it, I made all the way through...and was so happy that I did.
He makes me brave.

Heck, next time I might just JUMP in the pool from the side instead of taking the stairs!
Yeah--I'm crazy like that.

What he sees in this claustrophobic little Virgo-list-maker I do not understand...
But I am so glad he is in my life.

GO OUT THE WINDOW, I JUST..............

Good Times.


Posted by: Orin (rin_o)
Posted at: May 20th, 2006 05:30 am (UTC)

ah, you knew you were going to stay.

did you like their new stuff?

Posted by: Red Lipstick & Green Ink (ginger931)
Posted at: May 21st, 2006 02:17 am (UTC)
Don't Panic

I did.

I wish I knew all the guys names...
I mean there was a shifting complement behind them of horns and violas and....
But the THREE up front were perfect.

I loved their SHIRTS.

Gordon was wearing (stage right) a white (spells phonetically) Guyaberra,
and the drummer dude who also does the chimes...
was wearing a solid red short sleeved button down bowling shirt,
and the last dude was wearing a black silky T-shirt.

I loved the way it all looked, I loved the way it all sounded.

WHITE RED BLACK....ahhhhhhhhh my favourite colours!

The new stuff was great, I wish I had a more descriptive word.
Juuuuuuuuuust GREAT.

I was hammering down a panic attack at the time, so, you know.
I knew I would stay.

They've been the soundtrack of so much of my life.

Many of the "extra" musicians on stage were locals...that was cool.

Such Fun.

Posted by: emily (tugena13)
Posted at: May 20th, 2006 08:26 am (UTC)
record nerd

fucking awesome. i've never seen them either, and they've always been quite a part of the perpetual soundtrack.

Posted by: Red Lipstick & Green Ink (ginger931)
Posted at: May 21st, 2006 02:27 am (UTC)

Amen Mei Mei, Amen.

It was........a bit like when I finally saw Brian Setzer--sans the "Cats" alas, but +
an entire orchestra.

I'd wanted that since 1982.
This.....oh heck, just since 1987.


Posted by: hairypolack (hairypolack)
Posted at: May 21st, 2006 10:43 am (UTC)

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