Last night was the Regina Spektor Concert at The Music Hall. Her husband was the opener with his one-man-band Only Son. It was phenomenal. By the 3rd song I was a wreck, bawling from just 20 feet away from her. I’m sure the stranger sitting next to me understood why.
I honestly cannot describe how spectacular she was, her voice, her modest idiosyncrasies, her vintage dress, it was all perfect. Her band consisted of drums, keyboards, and a cellist, her voiced filled the room and it was like it was just myself, Regina, and her piano. I had been waiting for that moment for so long that I’m still in shock that it even happened.