I sat alone in the Ritz lobby this evening, watching a trio play song after song. After a while, I felt like I knew the musicians: the goofy pianist with silver hair, the soulful bassist who smiled whenever the pianist crooned, and the woman on the drums – she held it all together.
It is a selfish prayer of mine that my future husband will love jazz and he will want to watch it live with me – someday.
Because what could possibly be more romantic than that?
2 comments:
I just adore every single word of this, Melanie. Live jazz is one of the best things in the world. When I listen, I feel even more alive if that makes sense. I'm sure you understand.
And I've prayed that my future husby will want to take me on a fancy date to a symphony AND that he'll ask me to dance to live jazz. So you're not alone in that selfish prayer.
I hope all my rambling comes through clearly. :)
I completely agree! Live jazz = THE BEST. Let's hope all men feel the same.
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