Last night began what is a birthday weekend filled with fabulous (well, mostly) music for the tallglassofmilk:
Friday: Tim McGraw/Faith Hill @ Staples (Thanks, Cindy)
Saturday: Jack's 1st Concert @ Irvine Amphitheatre (Thanks, Ian)
Sunday: All-Star Rock Star Jam @ the Rock Star Mansion (Thanks, Sulls)
Friday recap:
The problem with going to see Tim and Faith is Fatih. After an opening duet, the audience is forced to sit through over an hour of just Faith before Tim comes back. Not ideal for a country music fan there to see Tim--since she's not country, can't really sing and has about two moves on stage. In other words, a snooze fest. Cindy and I entertained ourselves by anticipating her next missed note. Portions of the performance were partuclaruly painful, like when she had to change the key of one of her own songs and still couldn't hit the notes.
More painful, however, was watching them on stage together. This is supposed to be the Soul 2 Soul tour. There wasn't anything about those souls connecting on that stage. To begin with, they came out a half an hour late and didn't appear to be "talking to" each other the whole night. I had flashbacks to the huge fight they had Grammy week and wondered what was up. The only time they came within three feet of each other was for the closing song of the night, which was choreographed for them to use the same mic. I'm pretty sure they only exchanged one smile between them during the 3 hour concert.
Tim, on the other hand, was freaking awesome, although I was a little bummed he didn't sing "Please Remember Me" or "We Carry On."
Saturday:
The Lineup: Violent Femmes, Cheap Trick, Billy Idol, Journey and Def Leppard
I had a chance to see my former favorite all-time band Def Leppard rehearse for a show a couple of months ago and lamented the energetic band they once were (read: before they got fat and stood still on stage). Still I can't resist going to see them headline a concert with some of my favorite aging rockers
and take a trip down memory lane with songs from albums I'm more familiar with than the voices in my own head. (Not to mention some of the best-selling of all time. Have I mentioned I'm still bitter over Pyromania never reaching #1 because of this thriller?)
The jury's still out on Journey sans Steve Perry and I've never seen Violent Femmes so I'm stoked about that. Fairly confident that Billy Idol will be some sort of train wreck. Nevertheless, it'll be an awesome top-down ride down there and a day in the sunshine for me and Tess. I'll be back with more thoughts after the show!
Update: Neal Schon still kicks major ass on the guitar and has aged gracefully as a rocker, i.e, he acts his age - no cheese. Can't say the same for their new Journey frontman, Steve Augeri. Great voice, but, well, let's just leave it at that. They were awesome overall.
Def Leppard made me want to see them again. Lucky me, they just announced another leg and will be at the Hollywood Bowl October 13. So will I.
Supernova Sunday:
You've all seen the pics from last year and if you've been paying attention, the one from this season's previous parties are on MySpace. I'm not too disappointed that my birthday coincides with the final mansion party of the season. I am, however, extrememly bummed that Zayra isn't still there to help me celebrate. Love ya, girl.

Feelin' the birthday love from my boy Toby