It's Not What You Know

Last Sunday I was working at the bike shop when a customer came in for some new tires. He noticed our calendar near the register in which the current month sported an incredible picture of some singletrack overlooking the cobalt waters of Lake Tahoe. He remarked on how he'd been there and he and I began chewing the fat about what an awesome place that is. It turned out that he is not only from California, but that he was here on tour as the sound guy for Huey Lewis and the News. He enjoyed our great customer service so much that he offered to put any of us on the guest list for Tuesday night's performance. Since no one else was available to take him up on the offer, I graciously accepted.

I had totally heard of Huey Lewis, but couldn't tell you one song he's done. I knew his accolades date back to the 70's, and since I enjoy classic rock, I was sure I was going to enjoy the show. It turned out that I actually know many of his songs. My lost voice is a testament to that. Their lead guitarist was amazing and played some insane solos that melted my face. Not literally. That's a proprietary term. They also had a brass section that I really enjoyed. Jim, the sound guy, did a great job of mixing and every vocal and instrument was balanced perfectly. I planned on calling him the next day to say thank you once again, but was fortunate enough to see him as we were leaving. Smiles, compliments, and handshakes ensued and I wished him well for the rest of his time out East.

It was a great experience and my Mom and I were both glad we went. Sometimes, going into an experience blind is the best way to go. Without any pre-judgments or biased reviews from outside sources, one can be open-minded and be left to interpret it in their own way. This was also a reminder of how much I enjoy live music and going to shows. I'll make it a point to do a little more of that in the future.