Sunday, July 5, 2009

It's been awhile...

...since I watched Barry perform. I have to admit that the pleasure of it had left me over the last few months, wrapped up in all the cancellation controversy and other fan drama from my last trip to Vegas. But last night, late, when I couldn't sleep because of an air conditioner malfunction, I turned on the replay of "A Capital 4th".

I still don't know what it is about this man that makes magic when he steps out on stage. But the minute I saw him and heard that music all those familiar feelings rushed through me. I can't even find the words to describe what it feels like. Those that have been there and felt it know what I'm talking about. There really isn't anything like it, it's sheer euphoria. How can you not smile when you hear It's a Miracle and see him own the stage like it's where he belongs? And then he goes into that familiar medley that I've heard so many times and all those memories flood back in of my first show, the shows I shared with friends, that one special birthday concert when magic happened that night. I will never forget hearing I Am Your Child live for the first time and Open Arms; dancing to Islands in the Stream and having so much fun that week of shows; sitting five feet away while he sang Are You Lonesome Tonight and knowing it was more than just a song; hearing Forever and a Day for the first time live and seeing the look on his face when he sang it.

It's amazing how all the good can wash away the bad and remind you that there really is a reason why "it's all about the music" and you can't ever lose those memories of good times, great shows, and once-in-a-lifetime moments that happen with friends.

And then there was Let Freedom Ring, which always spurs my heart to remember what it's like to hear that song right after September 11th in Boston and feel the surge of patriotism that it evokes for the freedom that so many have fought and died to protect. It's a goosebump moment when you hear it along with viewing the fireworks at the same time, followed by the 1812 overture. A rush unparalleled when you've witnessed it in person. It's made the 4th of July one of my favorite holiday celebrations.

All in all , it was "a helluva night" all around!

Still feeling the rush,
Texas Fan

4 comments:

redcat said...

That has always been one of the things about him I found amazing. As an adult, I've put a lot of time into (far too much probably)thinking about WHY he intrigues me. I think, as I've gotten older, I appreciate the showmanship and the professionalism he puts into it...can't think of any modern performer who does that. I've also been able to appreciate what the music means to HIM. He does 'own' it. He 'owns' the stage. I have yet to find an act, singular or group, that replicates this feeling. It's almost a sense of pride...

redcat

Jill said...

So right! I've been in a drought too. I know exactly where you are coming from. It was so nice to see him again.

Helen Holdun said...

Loved your blog. So much going on these past few weeks, personally and in the world, I too had lost a little of "that feeling", until there he was, in the center of my screen and it all came back, and I felt good, happy, centered, hopeful... the list goes on. You can't explain the magic the man has, you either get it or you don't and lucky for us we get it. And lucky for me, it's back.

Enjoy the rest of your day
Helen Holdun

Anonymous said...

Yep- he is amazing. His performances are always good, and sometimes they are great. And those moments defy description.

Last night I ,too, felt proud.

Avery

 
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