i'm just not sorry...

yesterday i was supposed to see robert plant play with my new friend kerry...there was a phone call and the show was canceled. catfish was supposed to see the black crowes/tom petty that same night with kerry's husband john. there were two extra tickets to the black crowes/tom petty show and so the four of us ventured.

secretly i think it was what i wanted to do all along. i love going to shows with catfish...brings me back to days when life was simple and music could move mountains. we had seats in the pavilion, but i am a lawn girl all the way. the grass was wet, but i didn't care...my shoes were off and my toes squished the mud and dug into the ground. and i danced. i have to say, i didn't think the show was going to be all that great, i've never been overly excited about the black crowes or tom petty. But...it was so much fun. tom is such an old time rocker...he was about big lights, big sound, and big applause! and he changed his guitar between each song which just made for interesting conversation. But...he played good songs, some fast, some slow, had amazing energy, and put on one hell of a show for such an old timer!

i'm not sorry about the phone call...