Last Weekend

Last Friday night we dropped the kid off with some friends to go out: we had tickets to see David Bowie.

The evening started inauspiciously when we were walking to the Saenger and Sonya tripped and fell on Tulane, skinning her hands and one of her elbows. She said "fuck" in front of a little girl and felt pretty bad about it, too. But then we went in the Saenger and noticed the crowd was old. They probably averaged a good twenty years older than Sonya and I. But what are you gonna do?

Bowie rocked the fuck out, I tell you. Rocked! Lots of hits, lots of obscurities, some good new stuff mixed in with the crowd-pleasers. I thought the crowd was kind of quiet, myself, but apparently Bowie was so pleased with the show he might be using some of it on his tour DVD. And what do I know? The last concert I went to was Better Than Ezra the Friday night before Mardi Gras in 2003 - a show known for rowdiness. Anyway, Bowie was very cool. He carries himself well, I think. He'd make an excellent role model.

The set list:

01 Rebel Rebel

02 New Killer Star

03 Battle For Britain (The Letter)

04 Cactus

05 Fashion

06 Pablo Picasso

07 All The Young Dudes

08 China Girl

09 Modern Love

10 Fame

11 The Loneliest Guy

12 The Man Who Sold The World

13 Looking For Water

14 Hallo Spaceboy

15 Sunday

16 Heathen (The Rays)

17 Under Pressure

18 Days

19 The Supermen

20 Reality

21 Ashes To Ashes

22 Quicksand

23 Changes

24 White Light, White Heat

25 I’m Afraid Of Americans

26 "Heroes"

(Encore)

27 Slip Away (With The Polyphonic Spree)

28 Hang On To Yourself

29 Five Years

30 Suffragette City

31 Ziggy Stardust

Saturday we went to the motorcycle show! Woohoo! See, a friend of Sonya asked us to take her son - he really wanted to go, and the friend had no interest at all. So we went.

"I was expecting more biker gangs," Sonya said later, "and they were there. But it was mainly a family thing."

And it was. We stood in line to get the autographs of the American Chopper guys and some other yahoo I'd never heard of. But the kid was thrilled. And we saw some crazy-ass stunt bikers jump over a bunch of shit. And lots of cool motorcycles. Sonya wants a pink and black Vespa. I was rather fond of restored '68 BSA.