A Night Off.

I am sitting here after eating a great meal, that I prepared and ate all alone.  It’s one of those weird nights since Darlene and I got together that is nice, but lonely all at the same time.

It turns out that she’s out at her mother’s place tonight, partly due to weather and family obligations and I am glad she’s there.  Not for the reasons one would expect, that we don’t get along or we had a fight.  It’s not that at all.

Sometimes we all just need a night off.  Right now I am (half assed expecting) the Winnipeg Police to be knocking on the door because I have AC/DC cranked to 11.  Not really, my ears are too old for that crap but you understand what I am talking about I hope.

Don’t get me wrong I love Darlene with every fiber of my body, but sometimes it’s just good to get some ME time.  I was a confirmed bachelor for many years before I met Dar, and everyone likes certain things.  My particular thing when, she’s out for the evening is putting in a great concert DVD and maxing out the speakers.  Is that a bad thing??? I hardly think so.

I tend to lead a pretty boring life at the best of times, I like my news at 6 and a few shows.  So unwinding with some ear-splitting rock and roll to my mind seems like a good thing.  Fist pumping in the privacy of ones home seems to be almost an unalienable human right.

So why do I feel guilty?  Maybe because I wanted a night off?  That she would be snowed in due to icy roads?  Does that make me a bad person to want a night alone, do my chores and cook a nice meal?  Crank some tunes and hog the bed?

Maybe I just miss her too much, or maybe I am just too Canadian?  I don’t know.

In any case I have a shout out to send.  Happy Birthday Mom.  It was 3 years today that I started this adventure in blogging.  I wished you a Happy Birthday then and I will do it again.  We love you and wish you the best in all things.

Bobby and Darlene

Roger Waters – The Wall: Concert Review.

One word really sums it up for me.  WOW!  Well maybe three words Holy F’n  Wow!  Yes the show was that good.  I admit that my perspective is a just a tad skewed on this issue having been a fan for over 25 plus years.

As I commented in my earlier post I spent my formative years fully in the grasp of Pink Floyd.  From angst filled drives pouring out my soul to friends or having a manic episode raging with Run Like Hell burned into my brain.  Good times, good times.

But onto the show, I knew going in that the production values of this production were going to be beyond top-notch, Roger being the detail oriented man that he is, and I wasn’t disappointed.  The minute we walked into the MTS Centre and saw the beginnings of the wall I knew that we were going to be simply blown away.

Doing a quick scan around the arena revealed a few surprises that were to come.  The German fighter plane tucked into the rafters and tethered to a wire, two oddly placed bundles high above the stage, and what appeared to be trap doors in the stage floor.  All would be revealed in good time, and with great effect!

German fighter plane hidden in the rafters.

Then all hell broke loose, people whistling, clapping and cheering.  Roger on stage it’s all just like a slide show in my brain now.  In fact it may be easier to explain in pictures so here we go.

“So ya thought ya might like to go to the show”

In the Flesh

The Nazi-esque Roger takes the stage challenging the audience to dare and have a good time.  I must admit I was feeling the thrills of confusion and space cadet glow. Explosions boomed, pyrotechnics flashed and at the height of the action the German fighter plane hidden in the rafters flew into the wall causing a huge explosion and shower of sparks from the front of the stage.

One hell of a way to start the show, don’t you think?

“We don’t need no education”

Another Brick in the Wall: Part 2

The arrival of the teacher and his students really got the audience singing along.  Who doesn’t know the iconic lyrics.  “We don’t need no education, we don’t need no thought control.”  The inflatable puppet of the teacher bounced around angrily.  A choir of local schoolchildren sang the chorus and taunted the teacher.  The children were all decked out in exclusive t-shirts that read “Fear Builds Walls”

Local school children taunt the teacher in Another Brick in the Wall: Part 2