Hi kids,
I’m detoxing again this week (ugh!), so there will be no Try-It Tuesday. I know we skipped last week, but there is NO WAY IN HELL that we’ll be doing some fancy schmancy new recipe, and I can’t have any. So. There. I said it. Not happening this week. On the job front, well, it’s not looking so rosy. But I’m going on interviews, and trying my best. It’ll work out. Right? Right? I hope so.
I’ve also realised that I really should stop watching TV series aimed at teenagers. First, I’m 25. Second, the hopefulness of youth rubs off on the viewer. The hope of life and love being epic and perfect creates a false security. And did I mention, I’m 25? No more. Vampire Diaries? Out! (I’ll miss Damon, though) Awkward? Definitely OUT! Glee? Done. Pretty Little Liars and Gossip Girl? SO out. I’ll miss them though. Especially Damon Salvatore (Ian Somerhalder). Good lord, that man… He does things to me. Dirty things. Unspeakable things. I need to stop.
Since there will be no recipe this week, I shall share our Red Hot Chili Peppers concert with you. It was an awesome night. And day. Epic overall. I went to meet my sister in the early afternoon in the city. She had the afternoon off, and I had the day off, so we decided that we should start drinking. And so we did. We had a good couple of beers, mixed with some old fashioned gossip, a touch of crying and a dash of heart to heart. Much needed bonding. We met up with our men, and went for drinks at friends since we didn’t want to see the opening act, which happened to be Die Antwoord. Blegh. Anyway we walked down to the stadium, thoroughly juiced and super psyched for RHCP to come on.
We (I) went photo crazy! It was unbelievable. I loved every minute. The boys were not so much interested in seeing the band, nor were the friends. Turns out everyone came, just because my sister and I so badly wanted to go. The upside of that was that our boys were just hanging at the bar, and kept our drinks filled while they were chowing down on hotdogs, and slurping their beers. I so love concerts. The vibe. The people. The electricity in the air. The fact that you can lose your inhibitions, go crazy and weird, and nobody cares. Which is exactly what we did… See the video. Speaking of, to film the video, I just arbitrarily handed my (NEW) iPhone to a random guy behind us. Thoroughly boozed, and completely entranced by the good vibes of the show. But he didn’t run away. He gave it right back. Lucky drunk me. Faith in Humanity restored. Anyway. The Peppers rocked our socks off. It was so worth the hangover. And the severely stiff joints, since we walked just about right through the entire CBD of Cape Town to get back to the car. With my sister bitching because they didn’t play Otherside. But they played very few new-ish songs, mostly old, dusty, well-loved tunes, which is amazing. You can view the video here: http://youtu.be/S5lP5HwrHLY. Fair warning: it is dark, and blurry, but the sound is pretty good and you can see the silhouettes of the drunky-singy-bouncy-jumpy-sisters. And on this note, enjoy the show (and apologies for the crooked landscape of the stadium, I was trying out the Panorama function on my phone, and cropping it off doesn’t look right):
Standing in line to
See the show tonight
And there’s a light on
Heavy glow
By the way I tried to say
I’d be there waiting for
Dani’s the girl is
Singing songs to me
Beneath the marquee
Greenpoint Stadium
Sis & Hubby
Bro-in-Law
The man & I
Sisters
The man & I
Sisters
Bromigos
Much Love ❤