i had a last-minute(day) opportunity to attend sufjan's show in milwaukee last night. and, as you can probably imagine, i jumped on it.
first of all, it was great to get out of madison for a bit. to see the country. and the changing leaves. and the drying corn. people have to get out of cities during times like these. but enough of that, this is about sufjan.
we explored the pabst theater for a bit after grabbing some pbrs. the crowd was a good mix, mostly made up of hipsters, of course. the theater is gorgeous, something built back in the 1800s. there was a plaque in the theater that mentioned mr. pabst's father-in-law, who, i believe, helped fund the original theater. his name was philip best. i happen to be related to several philip bests. probably yet another funky connection between southern wisconsin german catholics and those in southern indiana (which make up the maternal half of my heritage). our seats were near stage left, on the second tier, probably ~12 rows from the stage.