That is, approximately, the sound of fangirlish glee that could be heard from the Lyn this past weekend.
For my/our birthday, my Best Friend Evar bought tickets to this.
And thus T. and I drove up to Troy (near Albany) (where Best Friend Evar & Boyfriend live) for last weekend, where we engaged in tasty tasty Indian food, hung out at the workplace of said best frien & boyfriend – they’re in the middle of a deliverable, boo bad timing – and then rode with them to Bard College for an evening with Neil and Amanda.
There is something absolutely awesome about hearing your favorite authors read out loud. It’s like you’re hearing the story exactly as it was meant to be. Also, Neil Gaiman has an awesome voice.
And awesome poetry.
And I bought a poster.
And it was awesome. Did I mention that?
If I have one quibble – and I do – it’s that the acoustic in Bard College’s theatre were better than their sound system allowed for. Amanda Palmer’s lovely singing was just a bit too loud – and we were in the very back row. Pity anyone with a migraine in a closer seat.
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