Sweet hey-soos, I realized I almost got away without “journaling” about my Elton John experience. Just for memory sake 29379238 years from now when I am 30493095809 years old I have to record it. Here we go: Elton was awesome. I had never been to a concert before that was truly a one man show like this. Just a man and his piano in front of thousands of people who lusted after him. I have to say I know many Elton John songs but was never a serious Elton admirer, and probably don’t know half the words to most of his songs, but the experience of seeing him in concert was lovely, no doubt.
The two best parts:
1.) After each song he would simply get up, throw his penguin coattails around, put a foot on a speaker, wait for applause, circle around to the next side, wait for applause, circle around to the back, wait for applause, then get back to his piano. Luckily we were on a good side so we could see him each time he circled.
2.) The second best part…not to sound old or anything but the sound was wayyyyyy too loud. Perhaps it was our seats right next to the speakers but it was so loud I couldn’t make out half of what he was saying. At one point my sis/ma caught on that he kind of sounded like a deaf man talking (I know, kind of mean, but it is the truth). In stead of singing “I’m still standing…” it sounded like “Dime dill danding…” Needless to say this caused for some good fits of giggling. Here is what he wore….when he came back for the encore he had did a sunglasses change.
So, we can cross seeing John Elton off my mom’s list of things she’d like to do some day. Next up: the Dalai Lama.