SHARING THE SHOWS
I love three-day weekends. And what better way to spend it than with friends. Dan and Maggie came up for the Women’s March. I would have gone, but I’m in a busy season with grading, and Saturday is a good day to do it. But we did have this show. After enjoying some sushi at a sparsely populated Spices, we headed downtown. We had about an hour to kill, so we walked around the area. We happened upon a march for Mahsa Amini, a young woman who was beaten to death by police in Iran just because she didn’t have her hijab on tightly enough. The world is a messed-up place, but DC is a great city in which one can speak out against injustice; protests are common here, as they should be.
We got to the venue at around 7:30, where Dan and Maggie bought some merch, and we found some stools at the top. The Hamilton is a small venue (by DC standards), so the dance floor was already packed by the time I got down there. I’m not super-familiar with the band’s repertoire; I had gotten their Prayer for Peace album when I went with Gary on 4/4/19 (I really do miss the Boathouse). But they did refer to Mavis Staples, the iconic R&B singer. When I hear her name, I think of this video from the classic 80s football flick, Wildcats. Very 80s, but it’s inspired me. Songs I recognized included “Deep Elem Blues,” often played by the Dead, and “Spoonful,” originally played by Howlin’ Wolf (though I’ll always associate it with Cream). Whilst on the floor, I spoke with a guy who was Mark’s doppelganger (same facial expressions, laugh, and smile). After a while, I guess we all fit into archetypes. I admired the group for being able to play a straight two-hour set with no breaks (though the musicians did take individual breaks in shifts). I also appreciated the fact that they ended early (10:30), which this introvert ALWAYS appreciates. Now that I’m teaching in-person again, much of my “extroverting energy” has been sapped, so I was beyond exhausted by the time the show starts. But once the music plays, the light switch goes on. Once I got home, it turned back off. I tried to watch an episode of the new season of Derry Girls on Netflix, but my eyes kept shutting. But I was able to focus on Sunday, my “me” day. Good times with better friends are always appreciated; thanks for coming, Maggie and Dan! Love you!
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