A Reality Tour

It was January 21, 2004 and I found myself sitting next to my daughter, Cayley, at the Dome, somewhere up in the nosebleeds awaiting  the entrance of Macy Gray.  Her set leading up to David Bowie was short but so overwhelmingly energetic that the distance between us and her was not existent.  I’ll always remember the power of her vocals and her entertainment factor.  Gritty, joyful, her performance was spirited and authentic.

Tonight I had intended to drive to the core to attend an event at the National Music Center, but am I just becoming a home body, when on a Thursday evening, I don’t want to go back out onto the roads?  I just want to stay home.

I decided to pull out one of my journals labeled Winter 2004 2 and to skim through until I found my notes on David Bowie and his performance.  With today’s news of the passing of Alan Rickman and a key historical player of the Stratford Festival, Brian Bedford, both from cancer, it causes me to take pause.  I think that Bowie’s 2004 concert was well-named.  I think it’s important to check in with ourselves over the course of this New Year and decide what it is in life that truly feeds the soul. What is this state that we refer to as REALITY?

There was a break as the stage was shuffled about and prepared for David Bowie.  Cayley and I sipped on our traditional two DOME cold beers and chatted.   Some time during that intermission, a woman with a huge roll of tickets came up to us and gave us two new tickets.  She said only, “David does not want any one sitting this far away.  He’s moving you up.”  Well…was that ever a blessing!  We had ideal seats one section above the stage on the left.  And so the music began to fly.  That night was a healing-night for me…hard to explain here, but it’s true.

I’ve taken photographs of my archives and while I wrote a lot about the music, I’m just going to post the visuals and maybe a video of the song that really moved me that night.

Eternal rest grant unto them , O Lord,
and let perpetual light shine upon them .
May the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace.

Live rightly.  Live justly.  Give to those in need.  Respect your body. Cherish your loved ones.  And…dance.

Kath's Canon, January 14, 2016 Bowie and Memorabilia 021Kath's Canon, January 14, 2016 Bowie and Memorabilia 020Kath's Canon, January 14, 2016 Bowie and Memorabilia 019Kath's Canon, January 14, 2016 Bowie and Memorabilia 018Kath's Canon, January 14, 2016 Bowie and Memorabilia 016Kath's Canon, January 14, 2016 Bowie and Memorabilia 015

Kath's Canon, January 14, 2016 Bowie and Memorabilia 017Kath's Canon, January 14, 2016 Bowie and Memorabilia 013Kath's Canon, January 14, 2016 Bowie and Memorabilia 012

 

 

 

 

Always buy the t-shirt!

 

2 thoughts on “A Reality Tour

  1. I was thinking as I was reading your blog how fortunate you are to see such fantastic talent.
    And to add to that the fact that you journal about such events ‘wow, smart’.
    You wrote a wonderful truth which talked about the considerate side of such a big name as David Bowtie. Something we rarely get to experience or hear about.
    Happy for you that you got to be part of such an experience as this.

  2. Yes, Grace, I’ve been super blessed in my life by the number of concerts I’ve seen and the number of beautiful art works I’ve collected. I think that even when I didn’t have dimes in my pocket, I decided that music and art were, apart from my celebration of God, the two experiences that elevated me or caused my heart to soar. I thought that I would always find a way to pay up in dollars later… and that’s what I’ve done. The other thing is, because I have never had a forever-man in my life, I appreciate more than anything that I have shared these things, mostly, with my children. I love them and they’ve been my partners in life. With Bowie’s concert though, I didn’t buy the t-shirt and that makes me sad. It was because I was attending a Jann Arden concert on January 22nd, the night after, and I thought that I was pushing it! Always buy the t-shirt!

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