Claire, Twinkle-Toes, Cassie, and I drove up to St. Louis (eeee!) last night to see Regina Spektor at the Pageant. We had dinner at Blueberry Hill that went a little long, so we missed the opening band (Only Son?) but from what we heard they weren't all that great anyway.
So, Regina's a little bit of a diva (in a hipster anti-folk type of way, of course) and ONLY PLAYED FOR AN HOUR! Yes, that was one of the most awe-inspiring jaw-dropping musical hours I've ever had, but still. Come on, Regina.
She seemed a little high in a way that is appropriate for musicians, and Claire and I breathed a sigh of relief when she recognized what city she was in. "St. Louis is beautiful. You guys are beautiful."
Doors opened at 7, Only Son was done by 8:30 and Regina went on at 9:20 and the concert was over (including the weird encore ritual, why do they do it?) at 10:30. Lame.
By far the best part of the show was when Regina and this other guy (I forget his name) got up and did an a cappella/beat box version of 'Hotel Song' (here's a video of them doing it from another show). My jaw dropped. Her voice is AMAZING.
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