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Paul

My ears are still ringing.

Last night was fucking awesome.

Besides the fact that I sweated at least 10 pounds off of me (which I could use by the way) - Paul Westerberg was the best that I have ever seen.

I was right next to the stage and got to see the bassist up close and a lot of Paul. He looked exactly how I thought he would...I am always amazed at his hair and how his lips form when he sings. He doesn't make a lot of eye contact with the audience....I don't know why...and he wore his blue sunglasses the whole time. And he totally kicked ass!

Most of his songs were from earlier days with the Replacements...but he did play some later stuff from Come Feel Me Tremble and just two from Folker.

He played Skyway...can you believe it!

There were of course the traditional assholes there. The middle aged couple that didn't dance or even move that I could see and that were way too fucking close to the stage to be acting that way.

The group of guys behind us he were blathering loudly all the information they new about Westerberg like they were the only experts in the house.

And one very spastic drunk guy who kept waving his arm franatically in the air.

But all in all very good show.

I like how I saw the sweat on Paul's chest next to his black and white ascot, his stained teeth while he sang, and when he stuck out his tongue to the guy who kept taking his picture.

The other bandmates were good and it was ironic that as fat as the drummer was the bassist was as equally skinny - but boy could they both play.

I hope I get to see Paul again before either one of us dies.

Which I am hoping is awhile away from now.

9:59 p.m. - March 04, 2005

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