Today was a sad day when I heard that Billy Preston died. I saw him not too long ago when he was touring with Eric Clapton. He had such a diverse musical career he is hard to type: from gospel to rock. He was, in my mind, a 5th Beatle.
Anyway we had tix to see Madonna's Confessions show at the Save Mart tonight. I have seen a lot of shows but this was clearly the pinnacle - she had two hundred tons of equipment, more than 20 semis to haul it and a road crew of 150.
For me, she is hot in every sense of the word. From the start she demanded no one sit and everyone dance, and at times, jump. The crowd was in a frenzy most of the time.
Her music was focused in some part on her new album - great disco but the show also covered a sampling of her career: she variouisly vamped, played a stripper, played a hard rocker, had a midddle eastern theme set, and several visual themes including her singing while pinned to a steel cross.
She also had a set to make a political statement - she displayed many unpleaseant images of war and images of bad guys - Sadaam, Hitler, Idi Amin, interspested with pictures of George Bush; the Democratic Party could not have done it better. Main difference between Geo Bush and the 'bad guys' is that the bad guys were try dictators and tyrants and Mr. Bush is mostly the spokesperson and photo op for the White House and the real policy makers lie in secret (Cheney, Rumsfield, Rove etc).
Two hours plus - non-stop dancing singing and carrying on. Maybe it IS the Red String!
In other matters, I am feeling fine and ready to fly to Minneapolis for a wedding this weekend - should be a wonderful time.
Carole's last day as Director of the Emergency Department was last Friday - she is now working to help the new boss transition and in 2 months it will be Saturday every day.
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A storyline from the luckiest man alive; his loves, his fears, his regrets (none yet!) his highs and his lows replete with pithy commentary and average photos of the ruckus. About my family, my health, and my adventures and mostly about my long strange trip.
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