My mother and I were planning on getting a Christmas tree last night, but then the rain came, so I talked her into meeting me at the bar when I got off of work and then grabbing a bite to eat downtown. After that, we went to an open mic night to see Ben Henderson play some tunes.
I think everything would have gone okay if one of the guys at the bar hadn't insisted on rubbing my mom's shoulders....or maybe if she were better at saying no to shoulder rubs from (perfectly nice) customers. My poor Margie. We were laughing as hard as we could without letting him know. He really is a sweetheart. One of my favorite customers, and a totally stand up guy.
The open mic didn't get off the ground as quickly as I had been hoping, so my mom took off to get home and feed the dogs before Ben went on. What a shame, because I love his music. Now I'm gonna get for reals.
I've only been to two open mics, and they've both been in San Jose, so I really have no authority on the ins and out of it all, but in my mind, you could feel the difference in the room when Ben got onstage. Not to disparage the other performers, because heaven knows I haven't gotten up and done that in front of people, but he is the real deal and everyone could tell. His music just hits the right spots. Here are some photos and maybe a video if my youtube account will hurry it up.
Sidenote: I had big time deja vu while sitting with my mom in that mezzanine (that felt like it would collapse at any moment). Does that mean I'm on the right path if I've seen something in a dream first? What a screwy thing the brain is. How does it DO that?
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