.....Pittsburgh '05....The Curtis Review

[ontheEdgeof17]

Well, I just got in from my fantastic Saturday night, Sunday morning adventure to the Stevie/Don Show at Post-Gazette. Holy Shiz! I had a blast. <3

Instead of just talking about Stevie, Stevie, Stevie....I'm going to do a play-by-play of what went down before, during, and after the show.


Saturday:

5:00 pm. I arrive in Washington, PA to wait for Paula and Ryan at the hotel. Little did I know there was a wedding reception in the lobby....I walked in looking all ghetto in a black tank top and a pair of bell bottom jeans. Yeah. Odd. Stares. I guess I didn't fit in since I wasn't wearing cowboy boots and red bandanas. I just went to Wendys and had a few nuggets. Oddly enough, I got more stares there. I guess they never saw a homo before.

6:00 Ryan and Paula arrive in the mist of a downpour. Like the dummies we are, we just talked in the rain and unpacked our cars like nothing was going on. This was the first sign that we will be smelling like wet dog for the rest of the night.

The hotel wasn't much better. It was skank. Like skank. Major Skank. We felt like were in the middle of a redneck family reunion. All of our neighbors were outside smoking crack in lawn chairs...drinking beers...grilling! (Who grills in a hotel??!?!?!). To top it off, one of the rooms had a buffet line and people were going in and out...in and out. People? Oops...I meant just one guy. The same guy past our window like 20 times with a different plate of food each time...no lie.

6:30 Ryan took a shower and was getting ready. Paula and I do the sacred Gold and Braid dance, SOTM Tongue-Yell, Stand Back (LIB) dance, and Drank-A-Little.....drank a lot, to waste some time

7:15 Time to leave. It seems like it took FOREVER to get to the venue. We were afraid Brian wasn't going to make it from NY. We thought he was hours away from the venue and could possibly make it to Stevie's set, but definately not Don's. We were freakin' and just excited about the show.

8:00 We arrive at the venue. The opening act lady was still singing so we were pleased that Don hadn't started. Well, we knew we had at least 1/2 hr to kill. Much to our surprise, Brian was already there! We meet under the big ballon and proceded to the mechandise counter.

The first thing I said was, "How big does the pink hoodie come in?" Everyone laughs. "XL," said the lady. I bought it. Paula didn't think I was serious when I said I wanted one....well...she was wrong. I also bought this shirt that I thought was official. We looked at it and we don't think it is....It looks like the cover of the Luck Charms box. Paula has a pic. You will see. The shirt is more shady than the hotel room.

8:30 The show starts. Don does his thing...ya know Genie...those songs. Well, Ryan and I sat together and Paula and Brian sat together in the exact same seats and row on the other side. It was weird....we were both directly under the orange light. Anywho, Ryan and I were dancing...the only ones in our section. The lady behind us told us to sit down. I told her no, that it was a concert and I paid good money to stand if I wanted to. I thought that would be the end of it. Hotel California came and went....Stevie was awesome, of course....and the guy next to me got up in my face and started yelling at me for standing up. Like I thought he was going to punch my face in. I was freaking a lil. He left and never came back. It was weird. I thought I would have a bloody nose for sure.

During Last Worthless Evening or NYM, I did a lil hand gesture to Stevie and she mimicked back to me on stage. It was cute. I guess she could make out my gesture since I was directly under the light. I dunno, but she did the same thing right after me and smiled.