Breakfast of champions and white trash everywhere.

"Beer at our house just meant we were out of whiskey... that or it was breakfast time!"

Music on Main

August 22, 2009

Frisco, CO -- I went up on Friday, the girls met me up there on Saturday. We met Julia's parents shortly after arriving. We got some rockstar parking because we got there so early but not early enough to acquire decent seats. They were okay, we were in the shade at least, which proved convenient for all but Nicole especially. She burns so easily and we never got sunscreen.

We took a queue from Julia's parents and got some beer which went down nicely in the hotness.

I bought a cheap camera at 7-11 because I left my digital at home. It was funny because Julia stopped by my house Friday night when I was up in Frisco and she saw it sitting on the coffee table and wondered if she should bring it.

This decency of the photos taken by that camera is waning; you can tell what the image is but they're pretty grainy--pixel-y--so while I wish they could be better I am glad that I was able to capture this day on film. Walgreens was kind enough to put the pictures on a CD for me for a minimal charge.

Nicole, Julia & I

Julia

Nicole

The Stage

Some of Nicole, Julia & I

Nicole & Julia

Tab Benoit & Jimmy Hall

Tab Benoit, Jimmy Hall
& Corey
(The spelling of his first name I do not know
and his last name escapes me at the moment.)

Tab & Jimmy

LeRoux
(My nickname for him; it's Dave Peters from Louisiana's LeRoux on the drums.)

Jimmy Hall on the sax--brilliant!
(He is incredible. I was so fortunate to be able to see him again and actually get a few pictures! I always run out of film/room on the memory card by the time the "big guys" play.)

Tab Benoit & Jimmy Hall singing New Orleans Ladies

Jimmy Hall plays the harp wicked-sweet.

To be fair, his voice melts me...

And as lame as it sounds, it's almost like I can hear God in his solos.

A pic of he and I taken by Julia on her phone.

It was a fantastic day. This promoter gave me his card and told me him to email him but I don't know why... I can't remember honestly.

Regardless we had a fantastic time.

The nights will always put the days to shame... something I've learned:

Keep your arms wide open for him
to come home
Keep your arms wide open to
let him go.

And above all:

1. Always treat it as if you'll never see him again.

2. Be thankful for the moments you shared.

For sure...

:)