I'm trying

I think I'll start a new series called "Memorable concerts". After last weeks run of cool free outdoor concerts it got me thinking about some of the great shows I've seen in the past. One of my favorite bands is 5440 , from Vancouver. They started up in the 80's and are still going strong. I first saw them at the UBC (University of British Columbia) cafeteria in the early 80's! I went with my first "real" boyfriend. It was the coolest thing though I can't remember a lot about it except I was very infatuated with my guy and Neil Osborne (lead singer). Anyway, any chance I get I see this band. The most memorable concert was in Salmon Arm (a small town of 15,000). I went with my best friend, her husband, friends, my sister and her husband. (I think my brother was there too). Anyway. I found these really cool Chinese silk pants, at the thrift store. They were black with yellow daisies. Very tight, not stretchy at all. But so cool. And I wore them to the concert. Yes I was so cool. But I had a bad feeling about these pants. Did I look too fat in these pants?

So...the band comes out, starts playing. And we want to dance. But some silly people have put their chairs right in front of the stage. Well, Neil Osborne comes out and screams, "WHAT IS THIS? HIGHSCHOOL? GET RID OF THOSE CHAIRS!"

*Aside* Though a small town, Salmon Arm is famous for its dancers. In Salmon Arm you don't need to be drunk to dance. You don't need shoes to dance. You don't even have to wait for the music to start to dance. (and all the bands love to play there!)

So...my friend Shelley and I start pushing the chairs out of the way! (maybe that's why I could never get a job in Salmon Arm)

And then the dancing started. And continued. Until....I started dancing with Shelly's husband. He pretended to give me a karate kick, and I reciprocated. And. My pants split. Not a small rip. Not down the back. Nor the front. But right at the inner thighs all the way down to my knees.

I looked in horror at Shelley and then slapped my legs together. She was laughing so hard. I just stood there. Horrified, but laughing. I glanced over at my sister who was sitting. She ran over and gave me her sweater which I promptly wrapped around my butt.

Then I shuffled off the dance floor and to my car, where I had stashed a spare pair of pants! I just knew something would happen!

Oh yeah, and then after the concert we walked home and Shelley's husband slipped on the ice in the middle of the road and hit his head. He pretended to be unconscious. Well , it was hilarious at the time.

Ok. ok. Some music now. "Casual Viewing"...what I'm really wanting... a brand new machine....I love it when the orange cat brushes up against Neil