Good Wednesday morning, my readers! Hope this day finds you well. It is time for Friday Fictioneers hosted by the ever-present, Rochelle, who never lets us down. This week she chose this photo from Ted Strutz, whom I thank for allowing us to use. I could not help but remember going to a concert in the cool Metropolis venue of Montreal back in 2008…
“Hello! Isn’t this the coolest? When I got here I saw the marquee. MY NAME! IN LIGHTS!” She giggled. “It’s so exciting! My name has never up on a sign with lights. LIGHTS!” Her enthusiasm was authentic and infectious. I couldn’t help but smile.
“Ok. I’ll get over it and sing. That’s why you’ve come. — My name! Lights!”
She adjusted her fallen dress strap, picked up her guitar and with another squeal of delight, Roxanne started to play. Her smile was luminous and I knew I was lucky to have seen her before stardom potentially made her blasé.
And maybe this live video works for those of you for whom the first one did not!
Hey! I liked your story. And, I like Roxanne, thank you for that.
Kind of reminded me of when I saw Bob Dylan sitting on the stage of a big theater, him and his guitar, with about 300 other people. After a song, he looked out and said ‘Well you might as well all come down and sit in the front.’ and everyone did. I didn’t know who he was, but my girlfriend wanted to see him. I’ll never forget that concert.
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That is the coolest story ever!