Mitch Albom wrote in this weekend's Parade magazine about a reunion of his high school band (they did it for his 50th birthday, and you can read about it here.)
Well, I never played in a band as a kid. I'm getting to do it now, as a middle-aged empty-nester with a mortgage and progressive lenses. And while I'm sure Mitch enjoyed revisiting his old memories, I'm getting to enjoy those memories as we make them.
Latest case in point: our gig over the weekend at Alameda's Webster Street Jam. Could have been a disaster. No electricity at the stage, so we started 45 minutes late (after only 15 minutes of setup time). No real soundcheck. In my haste to set up, I screwed up and couldn't get sound out of my amp until the rest of the band was playing. Oh, and we were about to premiere a song about Sarah Palin we'd just written (and rehearsed squatting on the floor of an auto repair shop).
But you know what? It all came together. Kids danced. The sun shone. Barbecue smoke wreathed the stage. Grownups laughed at the funny lines and sang along with the familiar ones.
And a first for us: somebody shot video and posted it on YouTube. Eat your heart out, Mitch Albom.
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