So I've seen some pretty great concerts in my thirty plus years. The highlights are
all the times I saw Blossom Dearie, when
Sarah and I saw Dolly
Parton at Irving Plaza in Summer 2002, the Blind Boys of Alabama that same year, and the half-dozen times I've seen my chum Carolyn Mark.
Lemme tell you, last night's Grace Jones show at Hammerstein Ballroom is up there, and worth all nine thousand pennies or whatever I paid. I've seen all those lazy-a$$ new kids out there who have their dirty hair and just slouch over their guitars and play their records without even looking up. Not our gal.
Not all the pictures I took were so exciting, but I did a web-trawl this morning over coffee and found some goodies. I think we now have all seven or eight costume changes documented.
For starters, she did the opening song completely under a silk cloak.
Then she popped out wearing what was a cross between her Andy Warhol graffiti outfit of yore, a skeleton suit, and My Little Pony...
A few songs later she put on this glitter outfit for a few numbers - which threw off some pretty fun sparkles when the strobes hit it.
Then what else would you wear for La Vie En Rose, but this fun one? Eat your coeur out, Edith Piaf.
And really, what else would you wear for "My Jamaican Guy," but a Jamaican Flag Costume? I think this was right after she called out her friend "Miss M," aka Bette Midler, who was in the audience. I looked around but she wasn't up at stage right in front of the speaker with me.
"Corporate Cannibals?" This of course:
I was excited to see Grace show her pun side when she danced with a mannequin of herself for "I've Seen That Face Before."
My personal favorite was this costume for "Hurricane" - she sang it while walking into a wind machine with this satin parachute trailing behind.
There were a few more songs and costume changes, then it was time for the encore.
You know when Grace busts out the symbols and the confetti you're dancing to "Pull Up to the Bumper" and "Slave To The Rhythm."
My ears are still ringing, but they do that anyway. And it was worth it.
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