Thanks to the Limewire crew for the invitation to join the merry band of bloggers here. I'm a girl with a camera, and I'm not afraid to use it.

I've lived in New York for close to 20 years, and in all that time, and all the countless gigs in strange and not so strange places (more on that in another post), I had never ever been inside the Beacon Theater. I'm not really a big show kinda gal, I prefer grittier, dirtier, smaller, etc etc, but given the opportunity I'll pretty much go anywhere. So last night, I had the opportunity, and I busted my Beacon cherry for Goldfrapp, fresh off the boat from Coachella. I'm a total sucker for old fashioned theater theaters, they really give you a sense of occasion when you're out. You totally feel like you should be wearing ribbons in your hair with white tights, a velvet dress and Mary Jane's when you look up and see this:

Nope, that's not Kenny's Castaways, kids.