MUSINGS & RAMBLINGS

It was great to see the band, the familiar faces of the crowd, and to hear that guitar of Michael's that had my knees like jello. I was short of crawling to him on the floor begging him to stop because I just couldn't take no more!
I was willing to sell my soul, sacrifice something living, even myself, if he would just stop- it was that euphoric. I felt like reaching in my chest and pulling out my still beating heart and handing it to him, it was that intense.
I wanted to kneel before him and pray, even though I'm not a big believer, he was making one outta me lastnight.
I wasn't sure what I wanted to do and if I didn't let out a holler, scream, or whistle, jump in the air, I was gonna burst!!

I'm not sure why blues guitar, I mean good blues guitar, gets to me this way. it's like it gets inside and touches something very vulnerable inside of me. I've tried to analyze it and I just can't seem to pinpoint the reason for my obsession with it.

And Michael....he'll just take it slow and build it up higher and higher, never faltering until it reaches the very top to where one can go no further.

The band follows behind him and helps the build up, higher and higher till I was literally almost floored.
A guitar player can build up and up but without a band such as this crew to build the foundation for the songs euphoric conclusion , it don't mean much.
What an awesome band!!
Rick, Kent, Jane, Joel, Banana, Roger....Thank You!

I feel mellow today thanks to lastnight. It's amazing how therapeutic live blues is for me. Not a trace of anxiety today and it feels good to just be calm, quiet and serene. Except for the Jimmy Dawkins I've got going in the background, it's quiet in my head and I have Michael Barclay and his Blues Band to Thank for that!

I don't know what else to say except Thank You Tony for having these guys every month at your establishment and I'll see you next month for some more of.....
The King of Sonoma County Blues!!

Later,
Mo