Oh Neko, you titian haired fiery booming voiced colossally talented goddess you. You were spectacular at Massey Hall last night. It was one of those concerts where I felt ecstatic and kept catching myself grinning and clasping my hands with glee. Perhaps the pre-concert gin and tonics helped. Perhaps it was the amazing cranial sacral treatment I had on my neck (damn you Cameron Diaz!) earlier that day. But mainly it was you, Neko. I was dazzled from beginning to end. I wish that I too could be a red haired vixen with shiny red shoes and rescue dogs waiting for me at my home in the country.

Instead I have to be satisfied with a concert t-shirt. This is what you have done to me Neko. I am a forty year old reduced to acting like a giddy high school girl buying a concert t-shirt to advertise my cool quotient and show the world that I experienced your magic. I will toss my brown hair and warble to my cat. A sad substitute but at least I have lovely memories and a cool shirt.

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