Sunday, August 16, 2009
Typing in a Pub Whilst half in the bag...
The sign outside said live music.
I was in.
I was one footloose and fancy free mama who'd left the kids and my inhibitions at home...
He was one man with a synthesizer, a drum machine and a yen for American country and western music...
We never spoke. I never even saw the bastard (he was on the other side of the pub.) But he gave me the finest 60 minutes of uninterrupted musical joy I've experienced in a long time.
He played the hits, one after the other and I sang them. Oh how I sang them! Garth Brooks, Kenny Rogers and a particularly memorable version of Neil Diamond's "Forever in Blue Jeans."
I got a few funny looks from the bartender but hey! In the words of Bob Marley (and as sung by my magical, silver tongued synthesizer/drum machine man) "Don't Worry! Every little thing is gonna be alright!"
It's amazing how fast a glass of wine hits you when you've spent the better part of the last 2 years pregnant, breastfeeding and sober.
I think I need to get out more.