I saw The Blow last night at the Great American Music Hall. The Blow – as much as I can gather – is a one woman show (and her name is Khaela). I think there is another member who does some or all of the music but doesn’t tour. I guess I could find out easily enough on the internet. Perhaps later.
So I left my apartment at 9:00 and walked through the freezing rain to the Geary Street bus stop. Luckily a bus came within five minutes. I rode it down to the Great American and stood in the freezing line, getting mooked by all the panhandlers and not sure if the club would honor my comp ticket since it was a sold out show. But they did.
I walked in and the place was freakin’ packed – to the gills! I was unwilling and unable to push my way forward to get a good view, so I stayed at the back. Kaitlyn was on stage already and telling a story about something to do with belonging to a group (perhaps a recovery group – I should probably look that up too). It was funny – like a stand up act – but I wanted to hear music. I figured I didn’t have to hang around too long if this was how the show was going to be.
Well, she went into a song and it was good. Her singing was a bit off –key (compared to her records) but her performance more than made up for that. She acted out a lot of the lyrics and added bits of irony here and there, which made it more interesting.
Somewhere along the line – and I don’t quite know where or when – she was talking about her heart (and how it has the bloodlust) and, without going into the details, I felt like I understood (but not the bloodlust part).
After she left the stage I took the freezing trek back to my apartment – which didn’t take too long. I was, in fact, home by 10:20. Hi ho!