In preparation for The Proclaimers concert we went to tonight, I emailed the other goers an inspirational email. Using the lines from one of their songs 'I'm on My Way', here is what I wrote:
We're on our way from misery to happiness, woo hee. Uh huh. Uh huh. Uh huh. Uh huh. Yeah! Okay, I'm lame. I admit it. But, The Proclaimers is tonight!!!
I talked to Lyn a few moments afterwards and she said "What did you mean by 'woo hee' at the end of that line?" I explained those were the words of the song. She started to laugh. Apparently the line is "... from misery to happiness today." In my defense, they do have thick accents.
I really enjoyed the concert. The opening act was a guy, Jeremy Fisher, who I just recently heard. I think he sounds a lot like Paul Simon. He was quite funny and talked about riding his bicycle from Moose Jaw to Regina collecting cans. I really liked his music and thought his band was fantastic. And his hair matched Lyn's so it was all good.
While he was playing, the girls at my table noticed a middle age woman rocking it out to the band. She was chair dancing, but it looked like the chair wouldn't hold her much longer. We went out to the lobby during the break and I ran into a friend I used to work with. After I was done chatting with her (while she and another past co-worker mauled the musician), Lyn came up to me and said "That's the lady who was dancing." Suddenly it all made sense. This woman has more energy and spunk at 50 than I ever have or ever will have in my entire lifetime. Even if I free based pixie stix.
When The Proclaimers started, things were going well. They played many songs I loved and some new ones. And then, true to form, the seat could no longer hold the chair dancer. She and her friend rushed the stage and rocked out. I died a little and slid under my table. The staff attempted to control things, but the fact that two people started dancing led to anarchy of the entire concert. I was so distracted by the dancing, and the fact they were not supposed to be doing that, I could not even concentrate on the music. I enjoyed the concert anyways, but was glad no one knew that I knew the woman who danced.