I've finally seen a concert for an artist I really wanted to see (previous, usually pleasant, outings have been undertaken in the role of companion). The James Blunt concert on Sunday was fantastic (although sparsely attended, which disappointed me). He played all three of my favorite songs, played the gong at one point, jumped off the stage to hug people in the front row (not me), offered to take off one piece of clothing per song if everyone else in the auditorium did and broke a guitar string. He also did a very soulful song I hadn't heard before that was illustrated with amateur video from his military tour in Kosovo, showing the plight of the war-stricken region. Perhaps the best, though, was this:

Woman in the crowd: "James, I love you!"
James: "Thanks, mum."

I *am*, however, annoyed that the Web site said "No cameras" but the sign at the door said "No cameras with exchangeable lenses." Bastards. I could have had pictures. Grrr.

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