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Nice photos... also notice on photo #2 that Neil's son Zeke is sitting down in the background.
I was just getting to the Shoreline when Los Lobos was playing. I was three hours late and it seemed like it was miles from where I had to park to the turnstiles, especially as I was physically weak and on a cane for stabilization when I moved myself about.
I picked up my ticket at will-call, looked for a Bridge T-shirt (sold out), paid a visit to the bathroom, got glass of beer, headed down the ramp and was tryin' to find my ticket to show to the gatekeeper in order to enter the seating area and be able to catch a view the stage.
I heard just the first few bars of Los Lobos' last song of their set and I knew that Neil had joined them on stage and that those few bars were the first three notes (C D D with another D soon to come) to the intro to Cinnamon Girl; my being three hours late wound up queing me to enter the show during what would be one of the highlights of the day, the month, and the year.
I promptly located my ticket, got the affirmative nod from the gatekeeper confirming I was in fact an actual and officially ticketed concertgoer, turned the corner, glanced to the stage, and, at that very moment, I had one of the most profound numious experiences of my life, one that is to this day extremely difficult to describe and much too personal to lay out here...but I can tell you that it was an instensly Mystical experience, a healing gift of Medicine from that which is infinitely much larger than the this snippet of consciousness in which I exist.
As I made my way to find where my seat was, I'd not be surprised if feet and cane were a few inches or so shy of reaching tierra firma. Blend an aging, grey haired lover of music who's hobbling with cane, yeah, blend that with a clip of Mary Poppins, add a huge smile, and just maybe the image conjured in your head would befitting of the moment.
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