Just Like Heaven
Good morning. I was just sitting here on this quiet Sunday morning, when I heard music coming from the neighbors' house. I tuned into it and realized it was Bruce Springsteen's "Thunder Road." Not a bad way to start a Sunday at all. No, sir.
I am wondering if anyone else on Blogger is missing icons for formatting your post. For the last few days I haven't had any ability to link or use bold or Italics. Any thoughts outs there? There are MANY links I've wanted to connect to and yet, alas, no buttons.
I think I had my best gig on the tour last night. My dear friend Eddy Dyer threw a shindig on a farm outside Lowell, Massachusetts. Eddy can never just put together a show, it has to be AN EVENT. There was potluck food, puppets from Bread and Puppet theater, tons of music, a guy who breathed fire, and...me. Very exciting. For being an outdoor event, people actually listened and clapped. I played my songs and watched horses at the top of the hill trot in their corral, and smelled the green green grass. Afterwards I ate DELICIOUS vegetarian potluck. The only thing lacking was s'mores at the end of the night around the bonfire.
Eddy is a gifted musician. I met him back in the years of open mics and have always been blown away by his incredibly positive attitude, his political passions, and his musical abilities. He has the face of a Cambell's Soup kid, and the dignified enthusiasm of someone who is there to support, and nevermind the other crap that trips us all up. He is a left handed guy, who can play a right handed guitar UPSIDE DOWN, no problem. He also does the BEST version of The Cure's "Just Like Heaven" on the mandolin. He did me the honor of playing it for me around the campfire last night, and the crowd sang every single lyric with such glee, it almost brought tears to my eyes. I thought, is this the song that we will be singing out in our 50's, 60's, and 70's? All of us kids from the eighties, who put it on mixed tapes, or heard it in the bedrooms of our best friends', or who wore black overcoats, will we be on our death beds and still cry out the opening lines:
'Show me show me show me how you do that trick, the one that makes me laughs,' she said, and threw her arms around my head. 'Show me how you do it, and I promise you, I promise you, I'll run away with you...I'll run away with you...'
God bless Robert Smith, God bless Eddy Dyer. You have given me a night to remember.
I am wondering if anyone else on Blogger is missing icons for formatting your post. For the last few days I haven't had any ability to link or use bold or Italics. Any thoughts outs there? There are MANY links I've wanted to connect to and yet, alas, no buttons.
I think I had my best gig on the tour last night. My dear friend Eddy Dyer threw a shindig on a farm outside Lowell, Massachusetts. Eddy can never just put together a show, it has to be AN EVENT. There was potluck food, puppets from Bread and Puppet theater, tons of music, a guy who breathed fire, and...me. Very exciting. For being an outdoor event, people actually listened and clapped. I played my songs and watched horses at the top of the hill trot in their corral, and smelled the green green grass. Afterwards I ate DELICIOUS vegetarian potluck. The only thing lacking was s'mores at the end of the night around the bonfire.
Eddy is a gifted musician. I met him back in the years of open mics and have always been blown away by his incredibly positive attitude, his political passions, and his musical abilities. He has the face of a Cambell's Soup kid, and the dignified enthusiasm of someone who is there to support, and nevermind the other crap that trips us all up. He is a left handed guy, who can play a right handed guitar UPSIDE DOWN, no problem. He also does the BEST version of The Cure's "Just Like Heaven" on the mandolin. He did me the honor of playing it for me around the campfire last night, and the crowd sang every single lyric with such glee, it almost brought tears to my eyes. I thought, is this the song that we will be singing out in our 50's, 60's, and 70's? All of us kids from the eighties, who put it on mixed tapes, or heard it in the bedrooms of our best friends', or who wore black overcoats, will we be on our death beds and still cry out the opening lines:
'Show me show me show me how you do that trick, the one that makes me laughs,' she said, and threw her arms around my head. 'Show me how you do it, and I promise you, I promise you, I'll run away with you...I'll run away with you...'
God bless Robert Smith, God bless Eddy Dyer. You have given me a night to remember.
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12:55 PM
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Glad you had a good night. See you soon! :)
That sounds so awesome! A few yrs ago I missed out on a Kristin Hersh/Tanya Donnelly reunion in I think R.I. that sounds similar in atmosphere. Keep rocking girl! and never forget the Cure!!
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