Saturday September 22nd @ 8pm
Newmarket Theatre
Oh Susanna** / The Jim Cuddy Band**********
Words don't exist that describe how much I love Jim Cuddy. (Which is unfortunate when one is beginning a blog.) I just love him. That's all there is to it. He's a consummate and generous musician, seems unbelievably kind, and let's face it, he's damn hot! He is just so gifted; his concerts are masterclasses in performing, and All In Time and The Light That Guides You Home are masterclasses in song and album writing. I defy anyone to learn the stories behind 'What She Said' and 'Pull Me Through' and then not shed a tear listening to those incredibly beautiful songs. Not to take away anything at all from how hard the other numbers can rock and finally (finally!) get the darn stifled Newmarket audience off their asses! He's "been there" for me and in my life longer than any boyfriend, most friends, and some family even. He's the man, damn it. And FYI his voice (post-op I might add) sounds better than ever; it's the aural equivalent of how making out with someone new feels. I had an amazing time last night, and I don't know how the Newmarket Theatre will ever top this event. Oh that's right... they can't...
I must also add that Anne Lindsay kicked all kinds of ass (as we've come to expect during '5 Days In May'). Although sometimes my friend Miranda Mulholland fills in for her, and I do hope I get to hear such a concert someday!
Unfortunately I have some complaints about the night... and what else is a blog for?
1. At Jim's solo concerts and Blue Rodeo's concerts, I never get to hear my favourite song, 'Rain Down On Me'.
2. Anne's sweet vocal harmonies were mixed far too quietly.
3. Someone who may be named "Susanna" needs to hire a stylist. Like an all-over stylist... hair, clothes... personality...
4. Someone near me smelled like horses.
5. Someone selling the merch didn't need to say the shirt we bought will make great pjs because it's so big. Skinny little punk. Nice customer service.
6. Someone... SOMEONE... needs to feel very badly they announced Mr. Cuddy would be coming out to sign autographs. Because in fact, he did not. This becomes a long story involving my heartbreak and the fact that some people were allowed to go backstage to meet him. OK not so long: some town council people. Nice job representing the little people. Did you say hi from the 100 of us waiting in the lobby? I just wanted to say a heartfelt thank you to him. :(
I'm trying to get over this. This picture will help.
As will my new Jim Cuddy shirt that hugs his name so close to my... heart. ;)
[FYI... Blue Rodeo puts out a calendar of their fans' best photos every year, so I don't believe they care about the cameras at the show. Just sayin' so no one gives me any crap about it.]
3 comments:
I neglected to mention that I attended with Paul, and we took my parents for my Dad's birthday. They were blown away! Unfortunately due to some weird fan club seating thing, I sat in B12 (ironic since I have a problem with that) and the three of them sat right behind me.
No real celebrity sightings in the audience, but I was thrilled to see Eliza's mom, Emily W.'s parents, Shannon & Zach, some people from high school, and of course, SOMEONE who got to meet Jim. Hhmmph. ;P
It was indeed a very very rocking night and both your Dad and I loved it! I had not had any exposure to Jim Cuddy before (through his own music or through Blue Rodeo) and I was thoroughly entertained.
Many Many Thanks for a delightful evening!
Mom aka diane
I KNEW you were going to have great pictures.
sigh.
(and I'm totally not even going to bother anymore ... seriously - how funny are you?)
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