She Just Got Back Up in Front of Everyone in Her Socks...
Last night, as part of my ongoing quest to expand my and Trooper's awareness of and appreciation for various cultures, I took us to a free concert at the local library, where we experienced a combination of jazz, blues, country, and even Michael Jackson tunes from the front row. The band is Pristine Raeign, a fun and talented group for sure.
Trooper was one of three children in the audience, and only a few people were even as young as I am. I'd say most were in their fifties or sixties, but other than a few very elderly women on the back row, everyone was moving to the music and having a great time. I suspect that the afore mentioned elderly women hadn't expected the live drums, amplified base, and improvising keyboardist, and weren't sure if they'd come to the right place. To be honest, I wasn't really expecting it either. It was a nice surprise.
Before I left the house, I noted that I was wearing white socks with my black loafers and jeans, and I knew I should change them. But I didn't. I just promised myself that I would be careful about how I sat so that I wouldn't show them to everyone. On my way there I pictured people snubbing their noses at me or rolling their eyes at my poor clothing choice, and I told myself that I didn't really care what they thought. Which was only kind of true because I was careful about how I sat.
All that to say, four or five songs into the first set, the lead singer sat down just eight or ten seats to my left for a breather while the saxophonist played. To my astonishment, she had kicked off her high-healed boots and was sporting some fat, saggy athletic socks below her black dress slacks. That really made my day. I mean really, really made my day. What's even better is that she never put them back on. She just got back up in front of everyone in her socks and sang 'Summertime' and Michael Jackson and other songs I didn't know, and was dancing around with people in the audience. And I thought, good for you, lady. I want to be even more like that than I already am. Look out, world, who knows what might happen tomorrow.
You can check out the band's website and see if any of it interests you. I haven't heard any of their recordings because in addition to dressing inappropriately, I failed to bring any money with me to the concert and all I had were a handful of coins that I had found behind the couch cushions.
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Trooper was one of three children in the audience, and only a few people were even as young as I am. I'd say most were in their fifties or sixties, but other than a few very elderly women on the back row, everyone was moving to the music and having a great time. I suspect that the afore mentioned elderly women hadn't expected the live drums, amplified base, and improvising keyboardist, and weren't sure if they'd come to the right place. To be honest, I wasn't really expecting it either. It was a nice surprise.
Before I left the house, I noted that I was wearing white socks with my black loafers and jeans, and I knew I should change them. But I didn't. I just promised myself that I would be careful about how I sat so that I wouldn't show them to everyone. On my way there I pictured people snubbing their noses at me or rolling their eyes at my poor clothing choice, and I told myself that I didn't really care what they thought. Which was only kind of true because I was careful about how I sat.
All that to say, four or five songs into the first set, the lead singer sat down just eight or ten seats to my left for a breather while the saxophonist played. To my astonishment, she had kicked off her high-healed boots and was sporting some fat, saggy athletic socks below her black dress slacks. That really made my day. I mean really, really made my day. What's even better is that she never put them back on. She just got back up in front of everyone in her socks and sang 'Summertime' and Michael Jackson and other songs I didn't know, and was dancing around with people in the audience. And I thought, good for you, lady. I want to be even more like that than I already am. Look out, world, who knows what might happen tomorrow.
You can check out the band's website and see if any of it interests you. I haven't heard any of their recordings because in addition to dressing inappropriately, I failed to bring any money with me to the concert and all I had were a handful of coins that I had found behind the couch cushions.
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