I didn’t even think I was going to be able to see him,
but last night,
I saw Eric Johnson again.

In concert.

I enjoyed this performance better than the last one.
Maybe because the first one,
I was leaning by the stage, and I saw the song list on the floor,
so I knew what songs are coming next.

But this time,
I intentionally stepped back a bit, about 8 or 10 feet from the stage,
right by the speakers where his guitar was panned,
and every song he did was a real surprise and an excellent treat.

He started the show with “Zap.”
And quickly followed it with “My Back Pages.”

And as always,
I was screaming like some girl auditioning for American Idol.

I almost shit my pants when they played “Dear Prudence”
by the Beatles.
My God, this guy never ceases to amaze me.

Then followed it with “Desert Rose.”
Which is truly one of my favorites,
and just after hearing the intro,
I really think I did shit my pants,
in the shape of a Fender Strat with a dropped “D” tuning.

I almost lost my mind right then and there!

Eric, Roscoe and Tommy‘s team is truly a show to see.

One of the highlights of the night was the triple encore they gave us.
Three times they went back and came out, playing more tunes.

What a show, what a show.

Oh, I would have told you more about the guy who spilled his beer on my shirt.

Or that lady who kept on dancing in front of me and kept stepping on my feet.

Or when some lady threw her bra on stage,
and one of the roadies picked it up,
and Roscoe came out wearing it.

Or when one of the security guys told me to quit taking pictures on my cell phone.

I would have told you more of what happened, but
I have to end this since it’s getting too long,
and I want to play some guitar!

Thanks to Eric for putting on a great show.

Thanks baby for convincing me to go and see him.

And thanks for reading this post up to this point.

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Now it’s time to ROCK!