papered Moon

a pearlesent moon was papered fat and full against the western horizon. She was so transparent that you could see the undecided sky behind her. (the sky this morning could not decide if it was blue or grey) Even the sun, who was rising with some gold and white grandeur in the East, stopped his ascension an admired the simple beauty and joy that softly sang in the west.

 I saw Peter Gabriel last night, mymanJim came along with me. He had taken many of his songs and had a gent by the name of John Metcalfe arranged them for an orchestra. It was an incredible show. They had filled the theater with fog that pulsed with a brilliant red light. On the stage was a lit screen that was about 8 feet tall and that was where the red light came from. We had good seats although, I almost missed it just because I was so excited to be there, I was wrapped up in my excitement and it took two songs to be *present* at the concert.  To be there, reacting instead of acting out. The show opened with two numbers from a lady who was introduced with out fan fare by P.G. himself. After her numbers, the show just simply started with "Heros" by David Bowie. I was still so excited to just BE THERE that I wasn't in the moment until his third song. It was just in His third number was "Hold On' and it was heartbreakingly moving. 

He played my two favorites: Washing and Salisbury Hill - Washing also had me in tears. "Don't Give Up" had me sobbing as it is a theme song for where mymanJim and I are in life, it seems. Biko was good. Fear, was amazing and inspiring. I have to find my UP album and put it in to my rotation again. MymanJim mentioned that his music is so dark, and yet I feel there is hope in that darkness, always. Hope that things will get better if action is put behind that hope. I think it is why I love his music as much as I do. 

Happy sigh.