Where were you last Saturday?
I know this post is four days too late but better late than never, yes?
The Eraserheads' final concert was, in a word, moving.
In a span of three hours, I became ecstatic, heartbroken, wistful, antsy, cheerful, impatient, excited, sad, reminiscent, surprised, amazed, and in love. It's a wonder my heart made it through.
I wish I could go back to those fairy book tales
Forget the real world a while
And seek the sees of the talking whales
A place of wishing wells and magic spells
Where everything starts out once upon a time
Long, long ago and ends happily ever after.
Wishing Wells, Eraserheads