for the last song of their regular set she said that of course they were only pretending this was their last song and then they were going to leave the stage and we were to get all excited and clap and yell and they would be offstage saying wow do you think they really want us back and then they would come back and play a couple more but the nice thing about all this was that she would get to use the bathroom in the interim.
in some ways it is difficult to remember that she's an icon when she's up there being so comfortably unpretentious. but then she sings horses or free money and then you remember and then she says something really goofy and you are back in the livingroom.
I mean she made us feel so at home that I wasn't even able to work up a good annoyance at the people around me who were being annoying. there was one guy who was by himself who struck up a conversation with a young couple next to me and he was drunk and not obnoxious exactly but a little over-excited about seeing patti smith and he was being quite effusive about his love for her to these poor people but in the end I just thought eh. let him have his good time.
at least he wasn't trying to talk to me.
I did have to keep holding my breath because the people right behind me were smoking lots of pot and managing to generate extremely thick clouds of smoke that would engulf me every few minutes and as I do not like pot anymore I would be careful not to breathe in too deeply until the smoke had dissipated.
people did all kinds of funny dances. as usual. they are especially funny when they are in their 40s and 50s and wearing high-waisted mom jeans and pressed tshirts and carefully coiffed hair and dancing to old punk anthems. sure we are probably most of us too old to be wearing bondage pants and safety pins but still.
even so it was swell.