Feeling Truant
Usually on Wednesday nights, I’m tr ying to put finishing touches on some page for Dicebox. But as my drawing time was yanked away from me earlier this week, I was already resigned to missing this week’s update (and only 2 pages into Chapter 2. Yeesh.). So when a free ticket became available for the Ryan Adams show at the Roseland, I took it.
This all kind of reminded me of my college days when someone would ask me if I wanted to go see the concert of some band or musician I never heard of before and then made my decision on the basis of half a song that’d be played for me. And, like those past times, I was not disappointed with my choice.
I knew Ryan Adams by reputation only (and knew not to scream out for “Summer of 1969”) so could not join in the general enthuiasm over the begining chords of this or that song. But I liked the music and found his obsession with Cookie Monster amusing, as was his Tom Waits impression—which actually sounded more like Louis Armstrong.
The real treat for me however was the opening act Tegan and Sarah. To put it simply: they rocked. And I was surprised to find some of their songs familar. Then I realized that Kip has been playing their latest CD around the house. When he picked Hilary and me up, he confirmed that he had. And that they are sisters (twins), which relieved Hilary and I as we were afraid we had fallen into the cliché of how all Canadians look alike.
Happy Halloween.














