Last night I had an exciting opportunity in my very ordinary life. My eldest son had secured tickets to a musical event in DC and wanted ME to be his guest! In spite of my persistent interrogation (who? where? why me?), he insisted on keeping the evening’s details a surprise.
I love a good surprise but not nearly as much as I love the fact that my almost-28-year old son has a deep appreciation for the Arts. You will notice that whenever one’s child does something good or demonstrates any admirable quality, it is the natural tendency for the mother to take credit for it. I am no exception.
At the age of 9, I dragged (dragged being the operative word) Craig to the Nutcracker for his first ballet experience. Unfortunately for the patrons who were seated near us, his constant (loud) comments that “this is STUPID” provided quite the evening of distraction (and entertainment).
In elementary school, Craig and I attended many performances by the Baltimore Symphony Orchestra. He was extremely attentive during the first half of every performance but after intermission, this redhead could be seen with a young boy’s head resting on her arm, fast asleep. (An occurrence which typically happens in reverse when we attend cultural or musical event together now!)
But back to last night. I went to The Warner Theatre for the first time! That, in and of itself, was enough to make my day. If you have never been there, you must! It is glitz, glamour, and all things magnificent. Our seats were in the Orchestra section, a mere 10 rows from the front. After a lifetime of TV watching Presidents and other important celebrities enjoy performances from the Warner Theatre, I finally experienced it for myself.
This week wraps up the DC Jazz Festival and Craig had secured tickets to hear Bobby McFerrin accompanied by the Howard University Afro Blue Vocal Ensemble. For those of you who do not recognize the name, Bobby McFerrin, he is the “Don’t Worry, Be Happy” guy, proving that even amazing, talented jazz artists have to compromise every now & then to put food on the table! Funny how the allure and seduction of royalty checks will do that.
At any rate, I found him to be soulful, witty, funny, engaging, and truly an entertainer. The musical selections kept me transfixed in that spellbound world of wanting the performance to never end.
The Howard University Afro Blue Ensemble is comprised of an eclectic and talented group of vocalists led by a man described by the emcee as the “coolest white guy known to man.” Their blended voices, rhythm, obvious love of performance, and stage chemistry with featured artist McFerrin, filled the Theatre with the sight, sound, and syncopation worthy of a jazz-filled evening in our nation’s Capital City.
Thanks Craig. You made your mom a very happy woman.