theJEDMAN NATION-A New Wave Manifesto
Documenting the JED Experience
Sunday, November 30, 2003
SHANIA!. I went to the big Shania Twain Arena Power Pop Country Rock Show. It was great! Now, I don't know much about music, but I know a lot about fashion.
I predicted 17 costume changes during the show. There were only three. Shania came out to start the show in a Dante Hall Chief's jersey, sparkled white shoes and blue jeans. It was a good choice for the home town fans, but not a good choice for the superficial man. Halfway through the show, she escaped into the hole and came back with a form fitting blue and white sleeveless top with baggy black skater pants and pro wrestling boots. Ok, getting better. Later, Shania came up with a Royals jersey, black pants and black shoes. Now, from the viewpoint of the superficial man, we were duped. Shania has made a career on the mid-drift. I've been seeing it and dreaming of it my whole life. Finally, when I get to see her live and in person, she covers it up. Shania, I have so little to live for. How could you do this to me? It was a devastating blow for the superficial man, but she still looked hot with the regular girl look. It made me want to date her.
Anyway the show was good. It wasn't the spiritual awakening that the Liz Phair show was, but I would date Shania and take her to a movie and get a soda. I'm totally obsessed with Liz Phair to the point of being deranged and psychotic. Both Shania and Liz are my celebrity girlfriends, but for different reasons. I don't think Shania is given the credit she probably deserves for her talent, even though no one can figure out what she is. She's not country. She's not pop. She's not rock. What is she? But, I don't like to use labels, because I could never figure out who was a punker and who was a poser when I was in college. The show was uplifting. It was powerful. It was empowering. When I left the arena, man, I sure felt like a woman. theJEDMAN
.: posted by Jed 9:56 AM
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