The Last Breed Tour.

If you’ve got the money honey I’ve got the time
we’ll go honky tonkin’ and we’ll have a time
we’ll have more fun baby on the way down the line
if you’ve got the money honey I’ve got the time
(credit to Willie, as if you didn’t know that)

Well, truth be told, we were comp’d tickets. And to my further delight and amusement, we ended up in a friend’s box seats and gave our tickets (also very good seats) to good friends who were ISO…

So everyone wins.

Except some people win more. I’ll get back to that.

We had VIP passes, so not only could we go to the special (read: exclusive) deck bar, but we had access to…..

the clean and uncrowded bathrooms.

Yes, folks. That is a huge deal. And for that, I am most grateful.

So on the way to said bathroom, I ran into:

Troy. (see above with his girlfriend, Brenda)

Who is Troy, you ask?

Troy was the project manager for our home renovation. He designed my fireplace, my backsplash, the window frames… in fact just about all the extras I love about my house have Troy in them.

So why was it so incredibly fortunate to run into Troy last night?

Troy used to be Willie’s cook. And he’s a musician who plays with Willie’s guys. So, he’s ‘in the know’ as they say.

He asked me if Andrew and I would like backstage passes. Of course, we would! So it was great to see him and this was so bonus!

So, we excused ourselves from our wonderful box seats and took a seat on stage right, by the curtain. And from there, we watched Willie Nelson sing his heart out. It was a dream. I loved every minute of it.

I should back up and tell you that Ray Price was unbelievable and that Merle Haggard was a blast. But it was Willie I came to see. And see him, I did.

This was my view of the crowd from my place on stage… (yeah, it looked blurry to me, too.)

This is my view of the band. (the lighting made it really hard to get a good photo – plus, I only had my phone!)

Here’s another one. Not great, but it was in person!

And this one, all that ran through my head on the way out was:

Now the seats are all empty
Let the roadies take the stage
Pack it up and tear it down
They’re the first to come and the last to leave
Working for that minimum wage
They’re setting up in another town
Tonight the people were so fine
They waited there in line.
And when they got up on their feet,
and made the show, and that was sweet.
and here the sound of slamming doors and folding chairs
and that’s a sound they’ll never know
(and of course, that’s Jackson Browne…)

It was a magical night. Thanks to all my friends who made it so nice.

The life I love is makin’ music with my friends…


3 thoughts on “The Last Breed Tour.

  1. Oh, my dad would have been in awe, he loves Willie Nelson. My brother quipped: “I’ve never seen Dad get so excited about a long-haired guitar player.”

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