Barrowman stalking and Cardiff
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JB at Millenium centre, also cardiff meandering.
Barrowman concert : lots of wiggling, JB being fabulous, way too much fun. Someone grab that man off the talent shows and back onto the stage - I'd forgotten just how damn good he is when he's performing properly. Burst into tears during Time After Time. list below of songs that I can remember.
barrowmanfans have more detailed reviews.
I am what I am (you were expecting it not to be on the set list?)
Man of La Mancha ...why have I never heard this before? stand-out performance.
Wizard and I (changed to 'Doctor and I' since he feels it describes how Jack feels about the Doctor, dedicated to his niece Claire)
Where is Love (the talent shows, not great, didn't get audience going, it may be dropped from later set lists)
You're So Vain (Carly Simon singing it down the phone to him)
Heaven (dedicated to Scott and his parents' relationship)
I Won't Send Roses (he and Scott agree that it describes him to a T)
Time after Time (his mate who announced to his parents he was gay and HIV+, dad sent him a tape with this song on it because he didn't have the words)
Weekend in New England (Barry Manilow fan)
Please Remember Me (in memory of Scott's sister)
Way to Amarillo (Ice dancing, got the audience to join in on the shalalala)
Anything Goes (Cole Porter, first break, etc)
Moon dance
Feelin Good (fabulous)
Moon river (as usual, I can't stand this song but I will grudgingly admit that John sings it nicely)
A Michael Buble song I can never remember the title of - very latin, started it off, great fun
Connie did three songs - Shout and two others - I could have danced all night from My Fair Lady and Everybody's Girl from a Kander and Ebb musical Steel Piers and was fabulous. She looked gorgeous, performed brilliantly and had put some of the weight back on that she lost so now looks healthy.
pre-concert, arrived in Cardiff station just as a hailstorm started - there's nothing like seeing bunches of people entering station with their Primark bags slowly shredding due to them being paper and wet. Fucking Freezing. Dumped stuff at Travelodge, then walked up St Mary's, went to the market where I gravitated to the cloth stall and secondhand bookshop, then forced myself to the tourist shite shops to get something for Graham, walked back up St Mary's, and seeing that it was only 4 and I was in front of Cardiff castle, decided to have a meander (tours available, couldn't be arsed) V. pretty. Took lots of photos and climbed up the Norman bit (show Heather steep tower : Heather finds highest point without any conscious thought involved and then wonders how to get down) and not at all disappointed that the 19th century main bit of the castle was mostly closed because nicely furnished rooms don't interest me.
Walked to Bay, took obligatory piccies of tourist office, fountain and bay, then had dinner in Mermaid Quay (meesa recommend GBK, but one thing of chips will do two people). I never get why Torchwood doesn't actually *show* them going to Mermaid Quay for sainsbury's, coffee, etc (and yes there is a Starbucks there) since Torchwood is the most location-specific show you can get. So why not show more of what's actually there? Amount of fans I've seen on the internet who don't know the location of the Tourist Office entrance in relation to the fountain are scary.
Emerged from scrum at front desk victorious, program in hand. Thoroughly enjoyed concert. Apparently Tennant, Gardner and Uncle Rusty were there (Julie and Russell got pointed out when John asked if they were there - Tennant got there late) Got told at stage door that a) it would take an hour for them to break it down and b) John wouldn't be coming out. Then one poor fan went and twisted her ankle as we walked back from the stage door so me and her mate acted as crutches all the way back to their hotel. oh, and the temp difference between the hotel lobby and the ...bracing night air (but still not as cold as it had been at 3pm) meant I came out in heat rash. bumps, rash all over body, mottling that's a weird brown colour over half of my torso that took a shower to mostly get my bloody temperature regulator back to vaguely normal. (seriously, it's convinced it's boiling and then because it went nutso on trying to cool down that five minutes later I start shivering and my teeth start chattering because I've lost too much heat - not fun. 'Least recently I don't get the giant bumps on my face anymore.)
Next morning, choice between hotel's £7.50 buffet re-heated and so on or... hrrm, Wetherspoon's two doors down for £3.29 that'll be made to order with free range eggs? lemme *think*. Really nice day - t-shirt weather. Buggered off for a stroll around Bute Park, then browsed shops before getting on train and running into Dawn, who was also at concert and we nattered to Reading.
Spent t'evening catching up on internet. Dr Who? I want an Adipose. And Donna I can see growing on me.
Barrowman concert : lots of wiggling, JB being fabulous, way too much fun. Someone grab that man off the talent shows and back onto the stage - I'd forgotten just how damn good he is when he's performing properly. Burst into tears during Time After Time. list below of songs that I can remember.
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I am what I am (you were expecting it not to be on the set list?)
Man of La Mancha ...why have I never heard this before? stand-out performance.
Wizard and I (changed to 'Doctor and I' since he feels it describes how Jack feels about the Doctor, dedicated to his niece Claire)
Where is Love (the talent shows, not great, didn't get audience going, it may be dropped from later set lists)
You're So Vain (Carly Simon singing it down the phone to him)
Heaven (dedicated to Scott and his parents' relationship)
I Won't Send Roses (he and Scott agree that it describes him to a T)
Time after Time (his mate who announced to his parents he was gay and HIV+, dad sent him a tape with this song on it because he didn't have the words)
Weekend in New England (Barry Manilow fan)
Please Remember Me (in memory of Scott's sister)
Way to Amarillo (Ice dancing, got the audience to join in on the shalalala)
Anything Goes (Cole Porter, first break, etc)
Moon dance
Feelin Good (fabulous)
Moon river (as usual, I can't stand this song but I will grudgingly admit that John sings it nicely)
A Michael Buble song I can never remember the title of - very latin, started it off, great fun
Connie did three songs - Shout and two others - I could have danced all night from My Fair Lady and Everybody's Girl from a Kander and Ebb musical Steel Piers and was fabulous. She looked gorgeous, performed brilliantly and had put some of the weight back on that she lost so now looks healthy.
pre-concert, arrived in Cardiff station just as a hailstorm started - there's nothing like seeing bunches of people entering station with their Primark bags slowly shredding due to them being paper and wet. Fucking Freezing. Dumped stuff at Travelodge, then walked up St Mary's, went to the market where I gravitated to the cloth stall and secondhand bookshop, then forced myself to the tourist shite shops to get something for Graham, walked back up St Mary's, and seeing that it was only 4 and I was in front of Cardiff castle, decided to have a meander (tours available, couldn't be arsed) V. pretty. Took lots of photos and climbed up the Norman bit (show Heather steep tower : Heather finds highest point without any conscious thought involved and then wonders how to get down) and not at all disappointed that the 19th century main bit of the castle was mostly closed because nicely furnished rooms don't interest me.
Walked to Bay, took obligatory piccies of tourist office, fountain and bay, then had dinner in Mermaid Quay (meesa recommend GBK, but one thing of chips will do two people). I never get why Torchwood doesn't actually *show* them going to Mermaid Quay for sainsbury's, coffee, etc (and yes there is a Starbucks there) since Torchwood is the most location-specific show you can get. So why not show more of what's actually there? Amount of fans I've seen on the internet who don't know the location of the Tourist Office entrance in relation to the fountain are scary.
Emerged from scrum at front desk victorious, program in hand. Thoroughly enjoyed concert. Apparently Tennant, Gardner and Uncle Rusty were there (Julie and Russell got pointed out when John asked if they were there - Tennant got there late) Got told at stage door that a) it would take an hour for them to break it down and b) John wouldn't be coming out. Then one poor fan went and twisted her ankle as we walked back from the stage door so me and her mate acted as crutches all the way back to their hotel. oh, and the temp difference between the hotel lobby and the ...bracing night air (but still not as cold as it had been at 3pm) meant I came out in heat rash. bumps, rash all over body, mottling that's a weird brown colour over half of my torso that took a shower to mostly get my bloody temperature regulator back to vaguely normal. (seriously, it's convinced it's boiling and then because it went nutso on trying to cool down that five minutes later I start shivering and my teeth start chattering because I've lost too much heat - not fun. 'Least recently I don't get the giant bumps on my face anymore.)
Next morning, choice between hotel's £7.50 buffet re-heated and so on or... hrrm, Wetherspoon's two doors down for £3.29 that'll be made to order with free range eggs? lemme *think*. Really nice day - t-shirt weather. Buggered off for a stroll around Bute Park, then browsed shops before getting on train and running into Dawn, who was also at concert and we nattered to Reading.
Spent t'evening catching up on internet. Dr Who? I want an Adipose. And Donna I can see growing on me.