“Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness.”
I have always loved music. And, like decorating my home and my choice in clothing (and even my friends), I have such eclectic taste that I tend to surround my life with things that mean something to me in some way. Comfortable things. Fun things. Things that ‘speak’ to me or move me in some way.
Every song I have on my new iPod is music I can relate to in some way or another. Music that lifts me, calms me, or just plain makes me happy.
Hi, my name is Sandy and I am a romantic down to the very depths of my soul.
But I have never had the opportunity to listen to jazz music. Wow! I never knew what I was missing!
So when Jazz on the Boulevard came to town, we jumped on the opportunity to go downtown and expose ourselves to a whole new culture.
We arrived at the festival late that afternoon, and my first clue as to how popular the festival is in our area was when searching for a parking space. I will have to admit that G.W. is a very patient man. Third time around was the charm, though, and we found a space not far from the entrance.
Upon entering, we immediately got swept up in a sound that was a mixture of blues, soul, love songs, work songs, and just plain good music. Electric keyboards, bass and rhythm guitars, drums, and the expected saxophones filled the open air and you couldn’t help but get caught up in the moment.
Booths surrounded the stages offering bounties of art, jewelry, food and drink. Wine and beer seemed to be the beverages of the night and the smells of the different ethnic foods made it hard to decide between things like hamburgers, Barbecue, Cajun shrimp or meat dishes, Mexican food, fried potato curls, and smoked turkey legs. Just to name a few.
As the twilight faded and the Texas night streaked the skies with purple, we settled in under the stars and found a place near the main stage and munched on barbecue sandwiches, shared a huge turkey leg and drank beer (him) and wine (me). I thought long and hard about a funnel cake, but hated to ruin my diet with all that sugar, so settled for another wine.
We talked and laughed and people watched and I think G.W. was finally exposed to how I can find people to communicate with anywhere anytime. He went to buy us a beverage and, when he returned, I not only found a nice couple to talk to but pilfered some chairs to rest our backsides instead of the hard street curb.
We actually left at a decent hour and just as we were exiting the festival, we ran into his friend and co-worker. SD is such a hoot! I can tell she and I would get into lots of trouble together, LOL!
Had a wonderful time and hopefully can do it again next year. In the meantime, I now have some new music to download into my iPod.