 Saturday night, I heard the most amazing version of “Sympathy for the Devil” ever, but not because it was an award-winning piece of artistic gold. I mean, it sounded pretty damn good and all, but it wasn’t the song itself that killed me so much as who was playing it and why.
Watching a certain group of guys rockin’ out on stage together for the first time in 20-plus years transported me to the back entrances of the Red Barn and Tewligans circa 1989. I vividly remember hauling guitar cases and random pieces of drum kit as the invested groupie in a few up-and-coming bands in the Louisville music scene during the late ’80s and early ’90s. Those were some of very best of times of my young adult life, without a doubt. It would be accurate to say that the pangs of nostalgia on Saturday night were palpable.
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 Hello, my name is Amy, and I’m a recovering band nerd.
See, I was invited to attend two recent UofL home football games at the very impressive Papa John’s Cardinal Stadium. I am not a big sports fan on the best of days, but I have always loved attending sporting events. I enjoy the whole package — the camaraderie, the energy, the crappy concession food and the music. Ah yes, the music. The school band music. Cue the clarinets, please. |
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