I’ve seen her at the Knitting Factory in Spokane twice, and both times she was on the verge of outgrowing the venue. Overcrowding lessons my good time, but they did amazing at both shows. Also, the first year she started late and I had to leave early (I still loathe Forster-Friday for forcing that regretful choice on me) and the 2nd year the venue had to hand-write tickets, and drunk Spokomptonites nearly ruined the show with their debauchery.
I also saw Brandi and the twins play with the symphony at Benaroya (spelling? IDK) Hall in Seattle. Unfortunately, not the year I lived in Seattle. I under much duress, I had to take vacation time from work, and drive the 6 hours over the pass one Thanksgiving break. The show wasn’t until the end of the visit (Cool’s family) so we were tired, and I was very worried about missing an exam and work in the morning. It had snowed uncharacteristically hard, and I didn’t want to get caught on the wrong side of the pass. So by the time the show came around I was already tired, then worried.
For my 4th and 5th Brandi shows, it was her opening for DMB at the Gorge. So it was a great time, but not HER shows. She played a bunch of covers, and it was windy as HEEEELLLL. And apparently, all the greatest tricks were left for Saturday, when we had Friday and Sunday tickets. And Cool was kinda of a pill that weekend.
But last night, in Salt Lake City, the band outdid themselves. I was worried because our show was the day after Red Rocks, which Brandi was all jazzed up about (of course). I thought our show–if it went on at all–would be like DMB post-Gorge. Still good. Still a concert. But much less enthusiasm/energy after the peak of the tour.
Plus, Cool got her tickets from a 4th party, because the venue is very hard-core on scalping and makes ticket limits, and ID’s the ticket-holder to make sure the name matches the ticket purchaser name. And we couldn’t hold the tickets until “an hour before the show.” Naturally I figured we were getting scammed. I knew we would never hold the tickets, and even if they were legit, we would not be let in.
I did not allow myself to get my hopes up, because I just knew our concert wouldn’t pan out.
But the day of the show, the tickets were e-mailed. I was only slightly relieved. We couldn’t print them. Cool had to make an emergency run for ink. Then, it wouldn’t print without BOTH color and black ink. And still, our tickets probably weren’t legit–and we weren’t on the list as the original purchaser.
After 1.5 hours, Cool printed two tickets.
So I packed our bags and got dressed, and we went to the venue. Next–the actual concert