i stopped at home after an exquisite frozen yoghurt to drop off my sunglasses and put on a slightly warmer shirt - i picked my pink one. i was really amused when some guy on the bus registered what it says ("real men DON'T wear pink") and gave me a huge thumbs-up :)
i arrived a few minutes before her sister and her friends. i have to admit to having felt kinda awkward amongst them, a couple of cute girls and once again i was stuck with nothing to say. i don't do faking sincerity, and the stuff i have running through my head is not the kind of thing one shares at random with girls below a certain age and who don't demonstrate a certain... i don't know. i had a feeling that the beautiful girl sitting at the next table was more my style, but i wasn't going to go head-to-head with her boyfriend even if she did look entirely disinterested.
almost as much as me. we were there for the warm-up, and my breakdown is as follows:
1) not an attractive girl by any means, but an excellent voice
2) a pity she began with a completely boring song in english, for which her style is simply inappropriate
3) the other two songs were nice. nothing special, but pleasant nonetheless.
i'd say something along the lines of "i probably shouldn't go to performances listed under pop/rock", but then michal geva's last night was also and her material is great!
and now for the main performance - rotem tzur:
1) the man cannot sing
2) he's a jerk
3) his songs are boring, completely uninspired
4) his music is totally soulless
if those songs are off the album that's taken him four years to produce, then i'd suggest that maybe he shouldn't be quitting whatever janitorial day-job he's not-quite-qualified for.
it is for all the above reasons that i am convinced that he's going to make it big on the radio, and that all israelis will love him. at least if he was only 15 years old, he'd have an excuse. me? i'd be embarrassed.
i always tell people to come to concerts, you can always leave if you don't like it. well, i did, and i didn't feel the remotest bit guilty about it. i'm glad that we got in on a discount, as paying for having to suffer his jumping up and down and shrieking about not getting laid was twenty plus bus fare too much.
at least all the rest of the day was brilliant :) - and productive!