Done Wrong ~Ani Difranco
"the wind is ruthless
the trees shake angry fingers at the sky
the people hunch their shoulders
hold their collars over their ears and run by
it's a cold rain
it's a hard rain
like the kind that you find in songs
i guess that makes me the jerk with the heartache
here to sing you about how i've been done wrong"
We rolled into Austin, got ourselves a hotel room, and set off to scratch the itch that only a weird city can provide. Something about Austin makes you feel like an artist. Maybe it's because it's bathed in so many of them, each one papering over the others poster trying to be the next best thing. The concert was great, stubb's bbq has a nice outside venue, very all to itself for being in the heart of town. We parked, and walked the 2 blocks to take our place in the line. Shortly there after security guards started the rounds looking for cameras, and other misc contraband. As a result , you will see no pics of the lovely , allbeshe pregnant, ani difranco. The crowd consisted of about 300 lesbians, 50 gay men, 10 straight men being drug in by their women, and a dozen or so extra large guys of the bouncer variety. Doors open, we all file in, beer up, gear up, and cop a squat waiting. The skies opened before the first act, and by the time ani took the stage, the place was a drunken blurr of cold wet loud music. The adventure was as much fun as the concert itself. We left out with some good music, some mud between our toes, and damn fine buzz, well, me anyway.
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