Yaz

Many many years ago I was driven to schoole very day by my big brother Alex. He had an addiction to a mix tape a girl had made for him and we listened to it daily. It was full of the Clash, the Jam, and the Sex Pistols. Looking back now, she had great taste in music. At the time, my favorite song on the mix tape was by Yazoo, Diary. Last night, I was jammed with 200 other people, mostly gay men in their early 40s, into the Lakewood Theater and sweated off 10 pounds of body weight to hear this.


Oh it was so much fun. Others in my group disagreed, but I bought tickets to this concert because I happened to know more then 1 song. Just saying. Alison's voice is still glorious and who doesn't love Vince. Vince of the huge hair and Erasure. Just fun fun fun. I was dancing the whole night.

Afterward, we acted like we were 18 and went to Sushiyama. Oh I love late night Japanese food runs. We got onigiri and cheap sushi and wasabi sumai. Hmmmm. By the time I got home at midnight, I was just done.

Oh, I miss good dancing music. I need to do that more often!