last august, as you may remember, jay nash visited my hometown. one of his travelling partners on that tour was tony lucca. after that lovely little show i became a little bit obsessed with tony and his music (and i also became obsessed with matt duke, who was also on that tour and even more obsessed with jay...but that's another story for another day). i purchased one of tony's albums at that show (i made him tell me which one to purchase, so i liked it even that much more) and have since purchased two more albums. i follow tony on twitter and facebook and every now and again, i feel like a creepy stalker. but, it all comes back to the music.
|this is tony.|
singing his little heart out.
oh how i love tony.
i talked a few people into committing to attend this show. tickets were purchased well in advance...cause that's how i do things...over plan. i had even contemplated taking my nephew to this show because he was developing a love for music and i wanted to expose him to the good, good stuff. (soapbox alert: there is a special little place in my heart for the independent, singer/songwriter musicians of the world...and i do believe that their music really is the good stuff...plus, i love that when people ask me who i listen to and love, they have no clue who i am talking about.)
so yeah, i wanted to take my nephew. a few of the friends i rounded up to go thought it would be okay. but in discussing it with others, it was determined that maybe the venue where the show was going to be wasn't the best place for a six-almost-seven-year-old. it is a standing room only venue and i just wasn't sure how the child would have handled it. so, despite my deepest desire to share this show/experience with my nephew, i opted not to take him and i made my sister commit to going with me instead. (don't worry...i took the nephew to the daughtry show not too long after this one...he got his.)
the day of the show came and i was pretty excited. i was super excited to spend a night of music with friends/family, hanging out and loving it. but wouldn't you know, the day of the show people were bailing...left and right. i was a little disappointed, but i understood.
kristen (my sister) and i met up with jaime at the venue. we got there super early and jaime even made friends with tyrone wells' drummer (it was only determined that he was the drummer well after the show started). jaime asked him when the show was going to start and we were there an hour early, so kris, jaime and i went and ate fish tacos at rubio's. we met rebbekah back at the venue. she was with a man friend, so i didn't talk too much to her.
|my sister and i.|
|we were probably pulling faces at the girl in front of us that had no rhythm...not even enough to save her life. it was awesome.|
|jaime and i.|