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This American Life: Things You Can't Do On The Radio
So because I am a MASSIVE DORKFACE, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
soundslikej and I went to see the This American Life live show. Yes, that's super dorky, but it was also AMAZING - heartwarming and funny and sharp and all of the things that TAL always is, but with the added benefits of:
a) excellent animation sequences,
b) live music by OK GO (and audience participation! I love audience participation!),
c) a short film with Terry Gross, which - okay, if you know who Terry Gross is, this will crack you up - it's funny regardless, I think, but it is particularly hysterical if you grew up listening to public radio.
AND ALSO THERE WAS D) IRA GLASS, oh my god, sir, please never leave my life. *________*
Some of the sequences were less my bag - David Sedaris' bit had some gratuitous fat jokes; some of the other bits were overly long or mottsy - but overall it was an extremely enjoyable night, well worth leaving the house on a rainy Tuesday.
ALSO, AN ANECDOTE:
Before the show,soundslikej and I hit the bathroom, as one does. Since The Avengers is still playing on several screens, we briefly discussed sneaking into a later showing, but concluded that the spirit was willing but the flesh was likely to be sleepy. This conversation turned into an appreciation of Natasha Romanova, as all such conversations must do, and somehow Amy Pond entered the discussion.
While we were washing our hands and silently pondering the hotness of that, a woman emerged from a stall toward the end.
"So what do you think - have you had enough of Amy Pond?"
We admitted that we would probably never have enough of Amy Pond, but allowed as how the last season had gotten a little much, in places; all present agreed that we were psyched for the new season of Who - depending of course on the new companion and the quality of the writing, etc.
This woman proceeded to follow us into the theater and sit in the row behind us. J and I whispered "one of usssssss" and tried not to giggle too terribly hard.
Which is all by way of saying: If you were sitting behind us in Theater 5 at the Showcase Cinema De Lux in Revere, hi! We should probably be friends.
soundslikej and I went to see the This American Life live show. Yes, that's super dorky, but it was also AMAZING - heartwarming and funny and sharp and all of the things that TAL always is, but with the added benefits of:a) excellent animation sequences,
b) live music by OK GO (and audience participation! I love audience participation!),
c) a short film with Terry Gross, which - okay, if you know who Terry Gross is, this will crack you up - it's funny regardless, I think, but it is particularly hysterical if you grew up listening to public radio.
AND ALSO THERE WAS D) IRA GLASS, oh my god, sir, please never leave my life. *________*
Some of the sequences were less my bag - David Sedaris' bit had some gratuitous fat jokes; some of the other bits were overly long or mottsy - but overall it was an extremely enjoyable night, well worth leaving the house on a rainy Tuesday.
ALSO, AN ANECDOTE:
Before the show,
soundslikej and I hit the bathroom, as one does. Since The Avengers is still playing on several screens, we briefly discussed sneaking into a later showing, but concluded that the spirit was willing but the flesh was likely to be sleepy. This conversation turned into an appreciation of Natasha Romanova, as all such conversations must do, and somehow Amy Pond entered the discussion.While we were washing our hands and silently pondering the hotness of that, a woman emerged from a stall toward the end.
"So what do you think - have you had enough of Amy Pond?"
We admitted that we would probably never have enough of Amy Pond, but allowed as how the last season had gotten a little much, in places; all present agreed that we were psyched for the new season of Who - depending of course on the new companion and the quality of the writing, etc.
This woman proceeded to follow us into the theater and sit in the row behind us. J and I whispered "one of usssssss" and tried not to giggle too terribly hard.
Which is all by way of saying: If you were sitting behind us in Theater 5 at the Showcase Cinema De Lux in Revere, hi! We should probably be friends.
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