I had the pleasure of seeing a really wonderful (awesome, earth-shattering)
concert on Thursday night. I remember when my friend Anna went to see Paul McCartney live, she told me that she experienced something akin to the famed "Beatlemania".
Well, the feeling that came over me when Elton John took the stage reminded me of her story. We had terrific seats, and E was sitting on our side of the stage. I couldn't believe that I was THAT close to a legend. As the duo sang "Your Song", I felt tears welling behind my eyes. Nothing against Billy Joel—another phenomenal artist—but when you have a taste for music of days past, you sort of build an expectation that you will never hear that music live. Hearing "Rocket Man" that night was one of the highlights of my life.
When the jumbo-tron showed closeups of their hands floating across the ivories, I was spellbound…oh, how I would love to play like that! Billy Joel sang "We Didn't Start the Fire" and I was just tingly.
Harry Truman, Dorris Day, Red China, Johnnie Ray, South Pacific, Walter Winchell, Joe DiMaggio…
B and E combined to sing "Piano Man" at the end, and after the last verse, Elton John crooned, "You're a pretty good crowd, for a Thursday…" and the audience took a crack at the chorus. It was the coolest night of my life.
So, in about a Month, I will see Simon and Garfunkel perform live. In person. Like, I'll be in the same room. They officially broke up like 40 years ago, you know? This is a big deal for me. I can't think of an artist today whose music touches me
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