Don’t be sore if I cheer the other team
Well, the show last night was great. We carpooled with our friend Michelle and managed to get a pretty good spot to watch (it was general admission). The New Pornographers played for about an hour. They played all of my favorites and most of Victor’s too. Neko Case and Dan Bejar weren’t there, but Carl Newman’s niece Kathryn, who is the newest member of the band, took over Neko’s singing parts. The band sounded great.

Belle and Sebastian were fantastic as usual. It was their first Dallas show, and Stuart mentioned several times how glad he was to be in Dallas and in the south (he even gave a shout out to all of the southern belles in the audience, and then called his band the northern Belles – ha ha ha!). He ventured into the audience to sing at one point. During "Electronic Renaissance" he danced nonstop, and Stevie pretended to be a robot. It was pretty funny. The two of them have such great banter onstage.

My feet kept tingling and falling asleep because I was wearing the wrong shoes (tall wedges make it easier to see, for sure, but they kill your back, legs, and knees!). Lesson learned. I’m wearing Pumas for the Clap Your Hands show tonight.