Last night was memorable for a few reasons:1) Danny & I performed each other's songs collectively on stage singing harmonies, & having a ball!
2) Kim, Danny's lovely wife, & illustrator of many children's books got the kids going with hand movements & sign language to two songs.
3) We opened for Mr. Ray, & saw him perform.
But the MOST memorable part of the event occurred AFTER the event...
4) I ran over Mr. Ray's famous stickered guitar after the show!
No, it's not what you're thinking...whatever you might be thinking.
Here's the story:
After the two concerts ended & all the parents & kids were gone. Ray & I were chatting while loading up the cars. We said goodbye, & I jumped into my car to drive out of the parking lot. I drove 10 feet when I heard Ray exclaim, "No!" I stopped to see Ray's horrified expression. In disbelieve I looked down at my rear drivers side tire with Ray's soft guitar bag under it. Apologies flew. "Oh, I am so sorry," I said. "No, it's my fault. I shouldn't have left it on the ground," Ray returned. We moved the guitar gig bag a bit, but couldn't release it. Ray suggested I gently move forward to release the bag. I inched about a foot forward. Ray opened the gig bag & the guitar was...unbelievably fully intact & unscathed! Whew!
Ray, I hope we get to gig again, but this time I'll wait for you to drive off first.
