|Laurie Anderson at the Opera House in Boston, MA
||[Mar. 30th, 2008|02:30 am]
Kelly J. Cooper
Tonight was the Laurie Anderson concert at the Boston Opera House. I went under the auspices of johnromkey, who gifted me with a ticket for Christmas (as it was right around the holidays when gilana made the original plans to buy tickets). Thanks again, John!
As muffyjo has already noted, she, gilana, heliopsis, and I started the evening at Martsa on Elm in Davis Square. Damn tasty food! We started with fried momos (pork for Jo & I, veg for Gilly & John), then shared around our entrees. I fell completely in love with the chicken balls I ordered (no rooster jokes, please) which were battered and served in a nice broth along with baby bok choy, snow pea pods, and chunks of tomato. The batter stood up to the broth, which was impressive, and the flavor was nice, especially over the nutty brown rice. All the dishes were tasty, although John's had a bit of an afterburn, so I probably wouldn't have ordered that left to my own devices.
I was rude and took two cell phone calls, but they were from people I always pick up the phone for (one of whom was my boss at the comic shop and had questions about our computer), so I hope I wasn't too offensive.
When we left, the place was packed and had another dozen people waiting for tables. They let us through when Jo pointed out that we were making more room for them.
Then we T'd to Park Street and walked to the Opera House. I love old theaters, I really do. We saw tons of folks we know, friends and acquaintances, including a bunch of Theater@First folks. Gilly joined us after shabbos and made it before the show started! Hurray!
Laurie's set was much more political, quiet, and dark than what I've seen her perform in the past. Lots of political stuff, not as much humor (although the song about the Giant Underwear Models was funny) and pretty much all new, as far as I could tell (although the piece where she started off by blaming Nixon for taking us off the gold standard was reminiscent of her interview on Space Ghost Coast to Coast many moons ago). She was so low key, I got a little dozy, so some of the trippier songs were really weird for me. Plus the lighting guy was so subtle I often didn't notice color changes until after they were halfway done. I didn't write down a set list because I'm unfamiliar with her current album. I'm hoping someone posts it somewhere - Google has failed me thus far.
Afterwards we chatted with various folks, then hopped on the T to go to Finalé in Harvard Square (surmising that the one in the Park Plaza was probably packed). It was a 20-minute wait, but dessert was delicious and the company lovely.
I'm sorry I was a bit absent minded tonight. Lots of stuff going on in my backbrain, and my forebrain often reaches back to stir the pot a bit, leaving me a bit boring.