A looker? That's Annie dammit have some respect
Hehehe.
So here's the deal. I've seen Annie so many times in concert. And Annie is just like my mom. Annie has the same insane laugh, the same insane shrieks, my mom just couldn't put those notes together in the same way. But Annie is just like my mom.
I took my father to see Annie. It was a Father's Day present. My brother and I bought tickets to see Renaissance to take my father to see them. And as we're waiting in line my father says see if we can get better tickets than the lawn seats then we have. So my brother goes and manages to turn my tickets in to box seats 20 rows out.
Why would we take my father to see Renaissance?
Because a couple months before that my father sat in my room while the song I just posted, a Trip to the fair, played on my stereo. It was a 35 w marantz and in those days that meant some serious s*** and my father sat between those speakers while it was on 7/8. He was taking my temperature so he had to sit there while that laugh came out and then blew him away.
So when it became apparent to me, this guy that loves mares eat oats and does eat oats and little lambs eat ivy, kind of guy, is grooving to this we have to get him to a concert.
Have you ever taken someone to a concert that has never been to a real concert? I mean where the base notes vibrate your guts out and if you're not ready for it you're going to s*** or puke but if you are you're going to love it?
I took my dad to a real concert.
So here's the deal. I've seen Annie so many times in concert. And Annie is just like my mom. Annie has the same insane laugh, the same insane shrieks, my mom just couldn't put those notes together in the same way. But Annie is just like my mom.
I took my father to see Annie. It was a Father's Day present. My brother and I bought tickets to see Renaissance to take my father to see them. And as we're waiting in line my father says see if we can get better tickets than the lawn seats then we have. So my brother goes and manages to turn my tickets in to box seats 20 rows out.
Why would we take my father to see Renaissance?
Because a couple months before that my father sat in my room while the song I just posted, a Trip to the fair, played on my stereo. It was a 35 w marantz and in those days that meant some serious s*** and my father sat between those speakers while it was on 7/8. He was taking my temperature so he had to sit there while that laugh came out and then blew him away.
So when it became apparent to me, this guy that loves mares eat oats and does eat oats and little lambs eat ivy, kind of guy, is grooving to this we have to get him to a concert.
Have you ever taken someone to a concert that has never been to a real concert? I mean where the base notes vibrate your guts out and if you're not ready for it you're going to s*** or puke but if you are you're going to love it?
I took my dad to a real concert.
