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<\/a><\/p>\nWell, I suppose it was bound to happen at some point: My first canceled concert. Too bad it came as a result of my beloved Regina Spektor collapsing during sound check<\/a>. The representative who broke the news to the audience said that she wanted to perform, but the doctors wouldn’t let her. So we were sent on our merry way. <\/p>\n The whole night wasn’t a bust, of course, since I got to hang out with Kristin, eat some awesome Italian food at Mafioza’s, and imbibe with some of the Kids at Mulligan’s<\/a>, across the street from where Chris Cornell was playing. I even saw a fellow Memphis zombie<\/a> at the show (okay, he saw me first; I was totally oblivious and already kinda tipsy), which was so totally random and awesome. (And yes, Jerm, we’ll definitely do drinks some time here in town!)<\/p>\n Check out the extremely decent seats I had. I could have seen her gums from there! Blarg. It would be awesome if I lived in Nashville and had a day job, then I could go to the make-up show Dec. 6. But I don’t and I don’t, dammit, so I can’t. So I reckon Kristin will have to find herself someone else to go with. I’ll be slinging zoned news pages that night under the unflattering glare of fluorescent lights. Arrrrgh. <\/p>\n Anyway, I hope Regina (we’re on a fist-name basis, of course) gets better soon, and that it’s nothing serious. So far all the jackbags in the comments<\/a> over at Perez Hilton have suggested it’s anorexia, pregnancy, drug overdose, and more! How exciting for them. <\/p>\n