Funny, how quickly back-to-normal gets you back to normal. I’ve been a bachelor the last two weeks, but my lovely bride returned from a much-deserved family trip yesterday. We, of course, hopped back in the car and went over to Cincinnati for the rock ‘n’ roll show. We got back just around midnight last night. And this morning it was the alarm, a quick bike ride into work, and watching the work over at the half-gone Poplars Building.
I wonder if I can call it the Pop Building, then.
This evening it was leave promptly for a quick bie ride back to the house. We had to return a rental car and that place closes at 6 p.m. After that, dinner, catch up on the new Game of Thrones show, House of Exposition And Time Jumps and then get ready for bed.
Back-to-normal happens quick.
Yesterday in this space I shared some clips from the rock ‘n’ roll show. Toad the Wet Sprocket opened the show. Here’s photographic proof. They had an eight-song set.
I’ve been listening to them for almost 30 years, now, and I’ve seen them twice. Both this summer, 18 songs total. Worth the wait is a weird expression here — particularly since the first show was supposed to be in 2020, and the Monday show was a spontaneous add-on that was, itself, postponed from last month, and — why did I wait to see a band I enjoy? Surely, somewhere along the way, there were intersecting opportunities. Right? But who knows?
Toad opened the show, and the Gin Blossoms were the featured act. They did a six-song pure nostalgia set (down from the nine songs we saw from them in July). And that was fine. I’ve managed to see them a half dozen times, I think. Same jokes, same material. You’re there for the vibe, and to try to reclaim the unreclaimable feeling of a younger day. It’s illusive; it’s Sisyphean; it’s impossible and melancholy.
So, then, Gin Blossoms are perfect for that.
That’s a hasty, from-the-hip mix I made on my phone just now. I am surprised how well it works.
The rest of the week we’ll fill out this space with Barenaked Ladies. (Lots of clever lyrics for titles, too!)
