My friend Anne had two extra tickets to Ray Lamontagne at Red Rocks last night, and she asked me if I wanted to come along and bring a friend.
I couldn't say yes fast enough!
What a great show. Brandi Carlile opened up, and her pal Shawn Colvin made an unexpected appearance.
I bought a beer during intermission. A $7 Coors in a plastic bottle. Times have changed.
As for Ray, he rocked it. He's not much of a talker. Other than an occasional "thank you very much" in between songs, the only other patter he provided was a random, "fucking Wikipedia. You guys know everything." Because his birthday is today, and a group of merry pranksters in the audience, way up front, sang him a birthday song.
He's kind of eccentric, with the look of a guy who might work at Tattered Cover.
I took some nice pictures of our time with Ray.
As for how the past meets the present, Anne and I have sepia snapshots of who we were then, all the crazy crap we did, tucked away nicely in our heads.
Here's to good, old friends. Let's both nod and smile knowingly about the past.
And here's to another few decades of friendship.
The past is good, but the present is so much better.