I had nothing planned for Easter Sunday. I was thinking maybe a day in bed with a book was a Good Idea.
Until the skies opened and rained gifts on me
In the form of free tickets to an evening of live entertainment. Shows so irresistable that I was obliged to drag my arse into the shower and actually put my face on.
First up, excellent seats at the Atheneum to see the Kransky Sisters, thanks to Marjorie and Annie. Only an idiot would pass this up. I sat amongst total strangers, and we laughed so loud and long together that by the end of the show we were all best friends. God help me, these women are funny.
And, as if that wasn't enough, I was also given tickets to Mavis Staples, one of my favourite singers in the Universe, thank you Judi and Ian.
You can feel the love just by being in the same room as Mavis. Or I could, anyway. The passive aggressive who wanted me to move somewhere else and pushed me in the back so hard and insistently that I had to turn around and get in her face didn't seem to be feeling it at all, and the people throwing ice at Susannah's head for being tall seemed to missing out on the love as well. How people could be this ugly in the presence of one of the greatest gospel singers of all time is beyond me.
But we rose above it, treating the Love Killers with all the disdain that they deserved, ignorant fools that they are, and had a Great Time.
As Mavis would say, "Happy Easter, y'all".
