I’m Younger Than That Now: Bonding Through a Dylan Concert
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Then, I checked out a stack of Dylan biographies from the library including a super cool scrapbook, which we perused together. As the day drew closer, I felt we were ready for this.
Bob Dylan Concert Day!
Concert day I was beyond excited. I wore a vintage floral maxi, which Marisa had already approved. My daughter wore black so we wouldn’t clash in our Facebook photos. Since I wanted the full experience (translation: the “party in the parking lot” pre-show fun), we stopped for a bottle of Absolut Hibiskus and lemon-lime Perrier. I had already packed other provisions.
Unfortunately, after days of sunshine, it poured. So, our party took place in the car. Just the two of us. More bonding and a great selfie.
Thankfully, our seats were under cover because the “the hard rain continued to fall”. I bought concert T-shirts for both of us and… cocktails? Who knew? This was not the way I remembered concerts but everyone was sure having fun!
I saw that the people closest to the stage were standing and I was informed that that area was The Pit. Now I was wearing flat sandals, but I still couldn’t imagine that the best seats were standing room only. I could see the stage but the faces were blurry. Marisa assured me that I would see Bob’s face on the large screens.
As the last opening act finished, I could barely contain my excitement. Then, Dylan appeared center stage accompanied by a fantastic, high-energy backup band. He was dressed in black and he sported his signature afro-like hair style. But, I couldn’t see his face. Bob Dylan decided to go “old school” and not use those large screens after all.
Dylan was playing a mean harmonica but the voice was difficult to process. It didn’t matter to me because I was livin’ the dream and breathin’ the air. After a while, the audience started to sit and Marisa remarked that she had never been to a concert where people actually sat. I guess that’s why they have The Pit.
Dylan ended with All Along the Watch Tower. I thought how amazing that he still gets out there and does this. And how thankful I am.
The Legend of Dylan Lives On
The next day, I had coffee with a friend and I wore my Dylan shirt. A young man stopped me and asked if I had gone to the concert. He had been there and was very impressed with the performance. Once again, young and old were coming together through music.
Marisa just sent me a text, “Look what I just got,” accompanied by a photo of Bob Dylan on the cover of Rolling Stone. Another Dylan fan in the making.
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