Speaking of the Moon and Music

The last performer I saw in concert in the decade previous to this one was Joan Baez.  She was stunning as usual, looking fit and healthy as a sexagenarian who’s devoted over four decades to passionate activism through the sharing of songs and empathic insights.

Konzert Joan Baez in Dresden am 04. Juli 2008 ...

Konzert Joan Baez in Dresden am 04. Juli 2008 | Joan Beaz concert in Dresden / Germany, July 2008 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Her voice still strong and clear as ever.  I have always loved her covers of Dylan best.  And at times I’ve thought she had nailed it . . even better than Bob could do.  Here are Percy’s Song and Love is Just a Four Letter Word.

I can’t remember if she actually sang Percy’s Song, (damn that’s a beauty) since the concert  was a few years ago, but I do remember that she did my all time favorite Joan Baez song, the one she’s remembered for composing on the topic of Bob.  😉

Anyway after she finished her first encore, the crowd went as crazy as middle-aged people can go for more and as everyone was clapping and howling, I heard someone shout from a few rows ahead of me: Take it to the Full Moon, Joanie.

And there it was, the one I had been waiting for all night:

OK I’m going to be quiet now. . .and just let you listen to the beauty of this.

And next  speaking of tongues, here is one more song with the moon in it.

Rock on!  I am done here.  xo

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Horror Flicks and Billy Goat Chips: A Day in the Life of a Cosmically Down to Earth Guy from the Middle West, Collinsville artist and poet Terry Pierson

I met Terry Pierson a couple of years ago when he showed up in the front row of a Creative Writing class I was teaching at Southwestern Illionis College on the Belleville campus.  Strangely and serendipitously enough, it wasn’t the first time I’d seen him though.

“Hey, I know you,” I said after taking attendance. ” You are the painter guy from the Joan Baez concert. . . sitting one seat over in the next row.  I remember because you had paint on your jacket and a sketchpad. You were also the dark figure following on the sidewalk just past the Metrolink station.”

In the course of that conversation, we agreed that the concert had been a memorable one, each recalling the moment in the encore after hearing one of our fellow concertgoers shout, “Take it to the full moon, Joanie!”

And take it to the moon she did.  Continue reading