I wish I was homeward bound…

I’ve never understood how people can cry at concerts.

I mean, I have a very deep connection to music and certain songs - and bands - can make me cry as soon as I hear the first note. But I’ve never cried at a concert.

Welp. I can cross THAT off my bucket list. *sigh*

I have a super deep connection to Paul Simon that goes back to… well, as far back as I can remember. The Graceland album, in particular, was my number one non-R.E.M. album for YEARS.

When employees had the opportunity to buy reduced price tickets, you can bet your ass I jumped on that offer.

Paul Simon didn’t disappoint. He seriously could have taught a masterclass in performing. It was amazing. Whether he was singing a cappella, with a jazzy sextet, with the entire band… he put on a show. It wasn’t a theatrical show, like P!nk, but it was fucking amazing. A M A Z I N G.

So any way - he’s down to his last few songs and he whips out “Kodachrome”.

I have such strong memories of this song - they overtook me and I burst into tears.

I cried through that one and The Boxer. Totally unable to stop.

I was so lost in the music that I completely lost myself. Blew myself up on a memory landmine.

I hate memory landmines. They always show up at the most inopportune times.

Like the middle of a fucking Paul Simon concert.

*sigh*

Oh well. It was amazing and totally worth it.

Bridge Over Troubled Water

Homeward Bound

Call Me Al