Ask any of my friends, I don’t get out much. Tonight, however, Eddie Vedder will be wielding his ukulele at Benaroya Hall, and we’ll be watching from really good seats. That, and the promise of a superb Mexican meal before the show, is enough to drag my fat ass out of the house. A little sample: “Longing to Belong”. . .
Hours later, back from a very long show, and it was extraordinary. He brought more than his uke–two Fender Strats, a Rickenbacker, several acoustics, a mandolin, banjo, and a string quartet. It was the last stop of the tour, he was glad to be home, and it showed. His voice must simply be heard live to appreciate how beautiful and powerful it truly is. And we sat 15 feet away (next to Dale Chihuly). Here is the Seattle Times review. Okay, I’ve exorcised my man-crush. . .