Dead can Dance at the paramount theatre in Oakland last wednesday night.
The beauty of it all is that I don't even know thier names! She has a magnificent voice, his is a wonder as well. The singing they do is beyond comprehension. She channels some strange lilting and ongoing spirit of a song several times during a concert. (once is enough fo rme) But he can hold your attention with ease. The audience was a mixed group of homosexual couples that were of varying shades of wierd. Leather seems popular with that crowd. Pete was amazed at the appearance of one concert goer. It was dressed in a long coat covering a short dress and multicolored tights. The shoes were at least 4 inch platforms, silver. The hair was afro'd and blue. We took bets on the gender and I was right, male, barely.
She sang "Wind in the Barley". He sang any number of songs, too many to mention. What a treat to be there in that place listening to one of my favorite bands ever. Never thought I'd see them. The crowd in and of itself was fun to experience. While eating at Boston Market I tried to avoid eye contact with a homeless fellow who meander'd in. He didn't look me in the eye till he was outside unlocking his bike. His eyes locked onto mine with an "I'm gonna kill you" look. Glad to get out of there.
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