Then Kathy inflated with excitement like a Macy’s Thanksgiving Day balloon (a balloon in size 0 black Chanel) and danced onto the stage, giving the applauding crowd the finger with glee. She then proceeded to talk and entertain seamlessly for over two hours.
I snuck around to watch from the front of house. Kathy wasn’t just telling stories from her repertoire. It was new material. So new, in fact, that she was telling stories about what happened earlier that day. All day she was collecting stories, working them out in her head, and now she was telling them for the first time in front of 4,000 people. That takes balls. Crazy talent and balls. She’s weaving new material in with the old – going off on tangents, then coming back to finish another story – all without a hitch. I realize at this point that I’m gushing, but I’ve never seen anything like it.
When the concert ended, Kathy high-tailed it out of the theater and headed for some comfort food with Team Griffin, where she relaxed like an athlete after an event – reviewing the highlights of the show and blowing off steam. I was tired just watching her, knowing that she was going on again tomorrow night, with more new material that was probably brewing right now as she was joking over pie.