Where we went.
The Guthrie Theatre
Who we went to see. Shawn Phillips. Those who have followed this for awhile know I am an old hippy and an old fan of his. He has a following still and he likes to come to Minnesota. And we like him to visit. He is a nice man and a great musician. Spending a couple of hours in a venue like the Guthrie with him was a pleasure indeed.
Dinner was good. The fine dining restaurant, Cue, isn't open on Mondays, but we ate at Level Five and we got to see my son. It's different seeing him in his white coat! The food was good, the wine was really good and the concert afterward was fun. Mark isn't the same fan as I am, but he enjoyed himself just the same. When I was doing what I was doing forty years ago, he was doing things with slide rules and trapezoids, so he is to be forgiven.
Shawn is 66 and can still sing and he can play the guitar like not too many people have ever been able to do. He's funny and normal and he still talks and walks like a Texan.
It was surreal though. The audience got a little rowdy at times, so when the lights came on and you're looking at a sea of geriatrics, it was unsettling. Of course, I'm not one of the 'old' people! There were a few young faces, but Mark thinks grandma probably forced them to come along. Now, now.