Tonight I went to the Bluebird to see Amy Rigby, Swan Dive, Bill Lloyd and Don Henry in the round. In and of itself, that would have been enough. Then they asked some of their friends to come out of the audience and play a song. Amazing people complied, including Rosie Flores.
Don Dixon was in the audience but declined to play a number. I was just wowed that he was in the audience. How cool is that? The Guy Who Broke My Heart (1988 title holder) loved Don Dixon, and just for a scant minute I wished I knew how to get ahold of him so I could tell him about it -- and not in a snotty way, either. I must be mellowing with age.
Don Dixon, Bill Lloyd and Robert Crenshaw just put out an album. Robert is Marshall's brother and played in his band (see March 4 entry). Sometimes these patterns freak me out.
Anyway, where else could you sit in a room and have such an array of talent? Even the performers themselves had to comment on it. I shared a table with another solo woman who said she just likes seeing live music in such a great atmosphere. She took the words right out of my mouth.
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