PINK: Funhouse

So, I know I'm supposed to talk about London and what a great experience it was, BUT, I have to tell you!

I didn't realize something about myself, because I've never been attracted to women. Never thought I was bisexual, but I have fallen in love with a woman. Her name? PINK!

My god, the concert was sooo amazing. I have no other words that could possibly equal to my experience. The feeling. The joy. Excitement, FUN AND AWE!
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Ok, I have pictures and videos to add, because you must experience this woman for yourself. But I will tell you. I've known for exactly a month I was going to see her in concert. I've talked about it, put up a countdown and thought about what she would sing. BUT, MY GOD. Ok, first I have to tell you how it happened.

I get there. I see the stage I'm like that;s nice. Oh no I don't see strings is she not going to do trapeze type stuff? Is there not a funhouse? Is it just her in front of this backdrop?





Then the opening act came out and that was cool. I thought it was cool that they all sang, all played two different instruments and all got a chance to talk to the crowd, but I was like bring on Pink.



Then, they begin to clear the stage and I'm like I wonder if she'll dance, etc.



Then smoke comes from behind the backdrap and I think oh wow she is going to come out from there. And then there's this clown and I'm like wtf?



But then, THEN, the stage opens and I leap to my feet and begin screaming as she comes out from the stage!



You don't understand. When do I ever jump and down screaming? NEVER, NEVER. But for Pink I did.

So then two hours of trapeze acts, clowns, suggestive gestures, curses, dancing, guitar playing, flips and spins in the air and a dunk into water, all while SINGING. She sings, she even demenstrated during Don't Let Me Get Me. That she sings and she has an amazing voice.

My god. I am in love. I have never been to a concert that big, so I have never experienced anything like that. So I'm so pleased that it was Pink, because I lover her.

Other things.
1. Me sneaking videos, they asked me not too, but they did not realize that I was a filmmaker and no one knows how to get in and get out faster then us.

2. She sang just about all my fave songs, but I missed Mean. She sang an acoustic version of Trouble.

3. She covered Queen, The Divinyls and ACDC, WELL.

4. I am in love with a woman.

Soon I'll tell you about London....

But right now isn't the time. It's 1:am and I just returned from my trip 20-30 mins ago. I will give you a spoiler though, because I can not resisit.

The later blog will contain:

1. Crown Jewels.
2. Torture.
3.A fortress of Solitude.
4. Dressed to Kill.
5. Homeless for an hour.
6. Missed flight.
7. Stranded in London.
8. Over and hour of waiting.
9. Long walks
10. The Big Ben.

Look out for that.

I enjoy movies in ireland.

Last night a couple of us saw "The Invention of Lying." I enjoyed it. Anyone who knows me, knows I don't have much of a sense of humor when it comes to movies. I don't think there's a romantic comedy alive that made me laugh. I found Superbad funny, but thought people overdid it and then there are the films people call "funny" that I think are incredibly stupid and I just sit there.

BUT, I was the loudest person in "The Invention of Lying." It was Brilliant. Like if you see this film and you don't laugh, I will end our friendship and move on. Lol, it was great. I enjoyed Ricky Gervais and Jennifer Garner, screw the critics. I do wish the end played out a bit differently, but no film is perfect. If you find a perfect film, I'll slap you, because no film is perfect.

OMG, there is a Martin Scorsese film I do not like. It's called "Bringing Out the Dead" and honestly I was like WTF is this? I didn't like it. Like trully didn't like it. Sure, it wasn't the hate when I feel Tarentino films, but I have never not been blown away by a Scorsese film. I'm hurt and despondent. Like Scorsese has failed me. FAILED ME.

Oh and Ireland is great. It's been cloudy, but we still haven't gotten a lot of rain. I cleaned my room, then destroyed it again. The theater class is getting better, but I still dislike it. It's no longer 3 hours of hell though.

Oh and I am even more determined to be ridiculously stubborn and not see Inglorious Basterds.

A true Naomi sort of Night in Dublin.

Night one of my "i have no money so i gotta stay in". Everyone is out, and I feel weird about that, but I need food more then I need to party, so home it is. In truth I prefer nights in to nights out. Why? Easy, nights in mean I spend no money. lol. And what's better then a cup of hot chocolate and a good movie? Sex, ok. Friends hanging out, ok, but come on, hot coco and a movie comes in top 5.

I actually enjoyed tonight. I began to watch Bringing out the Dead, but didn't get to pass the first twenty minutes. I began talking to my roommate Nina, and it was awesome. We had a really good, straight forward, listen to my life kind of conversation. Circiling friendship, movies, classes and Victoria Beckham. Aren't those the best?

Tomorrow NO MATTER WHAT! I start my script and the story outline for Camelot. I heard Brian Singer is doing Exaclibur, I don;t care. I'm going to write both my scripts and be excited. Also, I'm getting ready to start round two of my shorts and start thinking about color sync or experimental.

Oh also, I got to hear someone say that lower class people are probably not smart enough to understand art. LOL, so basically I'm wasting my time at film school.

Today was just a film kind of day.