Marso and I went to see Elvis Costello last night. What a great show! We had really good seats in the second row behind the sound guy.
When I bought the tickets, I paid a lot of money for the best seats we could get. I remember picking them up. D'Ette went with me to the ticket outlet and she said, "Mom, you do know Elvis is dead, right?" That girl is so thick sometimes.
The concert was part of the Singapore Sun Festival. They have all kinds of entertainment all month long to celebrate the arts and culture in Singapore. It was a great turn-out for the show and he did an amazing set list with two encores.
I don't think Marso enjoyed the show nearly as much as I did, but I was so happy to be there and really loved the whole thing! There were a lot of songs I didn't know. I haven't kept up with his music much in the past few years, but Elvis Costello doesn't put out crap. On top of that, his live show is amazing. It was just him and his guitars. And the bantering he did with the audience between songs was really great too. The man's an entertainer, for sure, with a lively sense of humor! I was kind of amazed at how none of what he said was lost on the locals in the crowd. A lot of times Americans use phrases that other cultures just don't get, but the Singaporeans either understood or played along very well.
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