I Know I Promised Something, But...

We'll get back to boring you later.

Sue and I went to see Tom Waits last night, and it was as amazing as I expected. Here's the set list:

Make it Rain
Hoist That Rag
Shore Leave
God's Away on Business
All the World is Green
Falling Down
Tango Till They're Sore
Tom Traubert's Blues
Eyeball Kid
Down in the Hole
Don't Go Into that Barn
Shake It
Trampled Rose
What's He Building in There?
'Till the Money Runs Out
Murder in the Red Barn
Lie to Me
Get Behind the Mule

Encore 1:
The Day After Tomorrow
Singapore

Encore 2:
Whistling Past the Graveyard
Time Time Time

When we made it to our seats in the gallery, there was a woman behind us who was in the throes of a panic attack. Ten minutes later, she was text messaging on her Sidekick. We discussed whether the panic attack was real or fake the rest of the night. It also looked as though shooting for the cheap seats in the gallery was also a blessing, as the lower sections of the Auditorium Theatre was a heat sink, with people dropping like flies. We were blessed with being seated under a vent, which had an odd raspberry scent coming out of it. This gave us the suggestion to head to HotHouse for a nightcap of Young's Double Chocolate Stout pints with an added shot of framboise, which was like candy, but also put us to sleep.

Before that, we ate dinner at Tamarind. I still find it hard to believe that this place is run by the same folks who ran Charming Wok, which was often lacking in charm. That place had to have had one of the filthiest fish tanks I've ever seen in a restaurant. But they've acquitted themselves well with Tamarind. Do yourself a favor and check it out.