Tanya at Mabel's in Champaign, IL October 22, 1997
Andy exclaims:
Welcome to my own private nightmare. picture it. tanya donelly. champaign, IL. me in the front row...directly in front of the divine Ms. D. she requests someone to sing dusted with her because she is sick (by the way, the following night she announced at her concert in Chicago at the double door that they found out she had pneumonia. true?). she picks the lucky jerk (you know how lucky you are) D-I-R-E-C-T-L-Y TO MY LEFT. and i'm stuck there watching...BECAUSE FOR THE FIRST TIME IN MY 21 YEARS I GET SOME TERRIBLE STRAIN OF STREP THROAT AND HAD LOST MY VOICE FOR THE TWO DAYS PRIOR AND THE TWO DAYS FOLLOWING! AAAAAAAAAARGH! WHAT A FRIGGIN NIGHTMARE, THOUGH. isn't it?
the concert was outstanding. highlights: pretty deep, clipped, acrobat, restless, and breathe around you. they all sounded super. and i heard the next night in chicago she sang a slow version of feed the tree. i would have loved to hear that. her belly songs performed: Dusted (grrrrrrr....) and low red moon.
andy