THE BLOW...

...otherwise known as the (Washinton State's own might I add) multi talented, magnetic, lovely and delightful Khaela Maricich.

The audience of The Great American Music Hall nearly fell asleep last night while Mirah gave a beautiful yet unfitting performance co-headlining with the act that was about to follow. Performing without her counterpart by her side, Khaela gave a large but also intimate show. She exceeded my expectations as an artist, singer, entertainer and overall storyteller. Plus. her white pants were kick-ass.

I have no complaints about the show. Which has nothing to do with the fact that I got to experience the evening for free b/c my friend works for the place. So, these next few lines are not directed to anyone but the large man that almost stood in front of me.

Dear Larger Guy w/ the Blue Shirt on:
I did not stand for an hour straight through music I wasn't all that in to so you could come in right at the last second and take my wonderful view away from me. Why insist on standing practically on top of me, when there is about five feet of open space to the right of us. Not to mention you are about five inches taller than I am, as well as about everyone in this vicinity. It would be no problem for you to view Khalela's awesome antics standing almost about anywhere in the crowd. All us shorter folks, mainly women, were grouped together to the left of the stage. Our chi was feeling good, then you came in. Forced your way through our perfect human puzzle and with your garden rake tore us up. Please don't do that again.
Signed,
Dedicated to Making a Viewing System at Concerts in Terms of Height

p.s. You have an enormous neck!