Genie in a Bareilles Bottle

I know it's ridiculously late to be up and blogging, but I can't sleep because I'm Cathy Crampsalot and drugs don't mix so well with the bit of alcohol still left in my system so leave me the *expletive* alone. Okay - hormones readjusting. . . so Dorothy (one of my bestest of best buds) and I went to a Sara Bareilles concert tonight. I absolutely love hanging out with this crazy girl. We definitely don't act very mature and are often mistaken for high schoolers . . . whoops. 

First, we met up for some dinner at Taqueria del Sol which has the most delicious shrimp corn chowder in the entire solar system (yes, I've checked each and every planet). Then we headed down the streets of the dirtydirty (aka Atlanta) to Little Five Points. We got there a tad early so Dorothy and I decided to have some fun with a camera (a few pieces of evidence to your right).

But back to Bareilles. . . that woman has got voice. I first heard her music over a year ago and got hooked to every single one of her songs. I took a couple of videos during the concert but I'm not going to post them up here because if you want to hear the music, check iTunes. However, for the one or two of you Sara B. fans that read my blog, I'll post a special video just for you. It's a video of Sara singing "Genie In a Bottle." Yes - hilarious. You probably had to read that last sentence two or three times more. Quite random.

Warning: I lack major video skills, so this video's sole purpose is for your listening enjoyment.

Rachael Yamagata and David Ford were her opening acts - 2 other quite talented artists. Rachael rocked it out and David Ford's voice - mighty sexy. Could you imagine marrying a man with an amazing voice? He'd totally screw something up then I'd get pissed off and go into my genetically predispositioned nagging mode. He'd break out into a love song and I'd melt and forget what I was yelling about. If only.