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Tori à ParisFinally, you were sitting in front of me, accompanied by your quadruple keyboard, although the distance was still 2 times as far as I had imagined. The music began. You came along in a new dress which reminded me of your new song Lady in Blue. As an American, you did not ignore the fashion side of the city. Like a prayer, you lay down on your knees, hands folded. Such sacred moment debuted the tour named sinful attraction. Fingers lingering on the piano, you were non-handicapped Venus, following the exact rhythm given by your colleagues. Sometimes, you got up; Sometimes, you raised your hand. The only character that did not change was your long straight red hairs, as well as your music. The lighting was well designed and as impressive as the resonance. I could not give up thinking the cover of her album Under the Pink when the white illuminated the whole palace during the song Icicle. Undoubtedly you were much more attractive when your were alone with your favorite piano. Silent All These Years aroused all the nostalgia. That was the first song of you that I heard. Surely everyone was expecting a 4-hour concert. However, everything has an end (except the sausage). When Precious Things came up, unexpectedly the audience flooded down to the frontline of the stage. The carnivalesque moment started. After Big Wheels, she left the stage without a word. That was the end of this unforgettable wonderful night, on October 3rd, 2009. TrackbacksThe trackback URL for this entry is: http://chris270270.spaces.live.com/blog/cns!64AF3C5BC760F038!1412.trak Weblogs that reference this entry
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