“I’ve got two extra tickets!”
Oh how we love that phrase. Nothing activates our dopamine like someone having two extra tickets to an event we desperately want to see.
The thing is, I didn’t desperately want to see this event. In fact I had never heard of this person. Is he a singer? or a magician? or a poet? or a psychic? or a self-help guru? or an evangelist? or a fund-raising politician?
My first reply was “Yes, I will take the tickets.” My second response was “Who is Sturgill Simpson?” I guess that is why they call it dope-amine.
It wasn’t until after I accepted the invite, that I asked my wife. She was in the throes of PMS…Post Mental Shutdown, since it was after 10:00 at night. She did not put up a fight.
As we neared the destination of the concert, I reminded her that the tickets cost $40.00 each. She did not recall that conversation from the previous night. She then put up a fight.
We found our seats in the balcony, behind what I could only describe as a bigg’un. This guy was wearing a local motorcycle group’s shirt that had to be made by a local quilting circle. If a Vietnamese child would have made this shirt, she would have taken it home to be the new roof of her house.
Bigg’un was waving a fifth of bourbon for all to see. Amazingly, the liquid was reduced down to a few tablespoons. It didn’t take long to know where the rest of the missing libation was residing. He turned out to be entertaining, just part of the ticket price.
I thoroughly enjoyed Sturgill Simpson and his band. I tried to describe his music that night to a friend. It was as if the tour buses of Dwight Yoakum, Tower of Power, and Southside Johnny collided at a New Orleans intersection. There was a mixup and these musicians staggered onto a bus and kept touring.
I took this photo of a street musician in Boston near Faneuil Hall. I love to listen to good street musicians. They add so much to the essence and spirit of the city.
I like the fact that the musician’s face is hidden, that it could be any street musician. Also since I did not get permission to use this, my attorney was happy that the musician can’t be recognized.
If you like this photo, you can see more of my pictures here.