Had a wonderful, unexpected birthday date with my son last night: an evening with Jackson Browne. He was soulfully melancholic, which was wonderful for the first half. After the intermission it began to wear on me. A little too late on a work night to hear sad story after sad story. But he is a poet that resonates deeply within me. He is a man I would have taken home to mama. And I've loved him ever since. I remember when I was in my late teens and having a thing with a guy I worked with named Barry, and Jackson was an up and coming star. We were sitting in his VW van at the beach and Doctor My Eyes came on the radio. Jackson's first hit in 1971. He said to me, "That's Michael Jackson's new song. Can you believe it?"
Ummm. Nope. I couldn't. But that was the beginning of my love affai with the guy. Which guy you wonder? Well, both. Jackson and Barry. Still have a special place in my heart for both of them today and I always will. Both unattainable. Both special. Unalterably. But, as usual, I digress romantic....
Anyway....
Also enjoyed a special guest appearance by Bonnie Raitt. She is amazing. The Yin to his Yang. Her energy strong as she hopped up onto the stage to join him from the audience. Her voice fresh and clear. She kinda had me using the word biaaaatch because she looks so good at 62.
Naw, really loved her and her music and energy.
Actually, I was just thinking biaaatch.
In a nice way.
Just a little mental whisper of the word biaaatch, really, ok?
I totally get this and would have loved this show.
Posted by: Vickie | December 26, 2011 at 08:48 PM