Wow. I went with my friend Bill to see Kristen Hersh play last night. She blew my mind, as always, except this time I was standing three feet away from her as she banged away on her guitar. I could even see a peice of glitter bouncing light off of her lip. It was kind of surreal. I felt like I was really invading her personal space and then I started wondering how musicians and performers deal with that. I don't think I could. I'm so closterphobic, I'd probably puke on someone.

Before the show, Bill asked her to play "Cuckoo" and she did! We were really star-struck - like two kids waiting in line to see Santa Claus or something. We got to shake her hand and talk with her a little bit. She's very pregnant at the moment and she was there with her two sons and her husband who happens to look exactly like someone I know. Anyway, it was soooo kewl...