Last night went on a rare date with my husband! Someone at work had given him tickets to the Blue Creek Festival in Lewellen. It was perfect! We had wanted to go for so long.
Lawn chairs, blankets and amazing jazz and blues! Beautiful fall night in small town Nebraska. Smells of grilling hamburgers, wine and the musty smell of dying leaves. Watching the lady (about the age of my mom) doing the dances in the grass that mom tried to teach me made me laugh.
Three amazing bands. David savored every note! I tried to be impressed when he noted a Stevie Ray Vaughn or Jimi Hendrix and Janice Joplin sound. A hint of jealousy in his voice as he pointed out the harp (harmonica), the different horns and the changes in the drums and guitars.
The two we saw were SolFedJoe and Mary Bridget Davies. Mary Bridget Davies sounds like Janice Joplin and has a huge personality! A very moving voice.
One of the best parts of the night was meeting a lovely lady who sat beside me. I could almost feel the longing in her voice when Mary would sing and the memories rose up to meet the melodies. She has been in Nebraska a while now. Civilized. Quiet and living a different life. But the summer of 69 was a "different time" and she savored every moment and mile of it. She hiked across country to see the fireworks at Niagra Falls on a whim. Sat in the mud at Woodstock watching Janice Joplin and Jimi Henrix (she was never a big fan-that didn't matter to David). When "Me and Bobby McGee" began to play she said in the most wistful voice...that's our traveling song. My nomadic desires came to the surface in the longing of her voice.
So with my husband mesmerized and my neighbor deep in the past...I just lost myself in their revere!
Thanks Lewellen for an amazing night!
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