Morrison

The general public
The people
Walk from left to right
Right to left
It’s robotic
Like working ants
with no peripherals
”Entry. Alcohol. Seat…Check!”
Turning around and posing
for the camera, for someone else
inauthentic smiles
curated at desirable angles
…that’s not my place to say
Who can judge the heart
behind the smile
All but a few carry
cans and bottles and cups
tall boys — for big boys and girls
not for tall boys exclusively
otherwise I reckon I’d have one
for everyone over 21 who wants
one, to have and to hold
I’m glad I don’t have one to hold
There’s a chill and a breeze
I rode the motorcycle here
To Red Rocks Amphitheatre
Morrison, Colorado
It was colder than I anticipated
So I’m already chilled
Using all my available layers
I didn’t bring enough
Traffic was a doozy
On Interstate 25, per usual
I love it, veering in and out
I only had one close call
Darting across two lanes
For a better position
At nearly 75 mph or so
Missing the right rear corner of a
Suddenly braking vehicle
By a couple feet at most
I maintained a calm
But was filled with thrill

All the spaces have filled in now
The people are buzzing - anticipation
Many of us have waited
three long, tenacious years for this
Lord Huron! Come out and play!
I read a book during the opener
and write these words between while
stage hands set up for the main event
I make friends with the gal
next to me - a fellow Virginian!
Liz - traveling through Colorado
her first time at the iconic Red Rocks
The city lights twinkle
in the distance - Denver!
Row 43, seat 76, smack in the middle
Creation Rock and Ship Rock glow red
to my north and south respectively
illuminated by subtle lights
orange ships jutting out of
the ground like half-sunken
boats might emerge from the sea
I think the stars might emerge
later if the clouds clear out

The lights have dimmed to dark
Eerie background music commences
It gives my body chills
It’s happening
A lone star I spot
In the lone sky above
I love looking up here
The band is out!
On stage, singing and strumming
I’m giddy. Giddy as can be
Going to concerts solo is fantastic
And I couldn’t be happier
Lit up l.e.d. cacti on stage
It’s a killer set
It’s a cool, beautiful night
It’s a handsome man, with
shoulder length hair wisping
in the wind, with shoes so white
black, front-pleated pants with
a good looking jacket, the guy
who created these wild songs
It’s the pianist’s red dress
with white shawl and shoes
Classy. Magical. It’s the lyrics
that burn my soul. It’s the feeling
and longing twang of the guitars
that gives me tingles. It’s perhaps
the ultimate adventure romance music

and I must now put these words away
and be present as I can manage to be

I’ll leave you with the last thing
Ben Scheider left that night’s crowd with,
before he played out with the final song…

“May you live until you die.”

“I took a little journey to the unknown,
and I come back changed I can feel it in my bones.”