I look forward to when Flogging Molly comes to town, and tonight it's going to be extra special. It seems that a whole bunch of us (some of us good Catholics, even) have acquired tickets without a coordinated effort and will be meeting up to hoist a pint or 15.
Now I`m aimin' for heaven
But probably wind up down in hell
Where upon this alter I will hang my guilt ridden head
But it`s time I`ll take before I begin
Three sheets to the wind, Three sheets to the wind
Rebels are we, though heavy our hearts shall always be
Ah, no ball or chain no prison shall keep
We`re the rebels of the sacred heart
In a way, it almost seems like a sign that spring is on its way. It was a cold, windy, slippery drive to work today, but tonight, friends who've been scarce all winter have decided to shrug off the blanket of hibernation to go into the city for a celebration.
We'll be dancing, singing, drinking... and really is there much more to life? Ok, maybe there is, but tonight there isn't. Tonight, when I am shouting along to "Drunken Lullabies," "Salty Dog" or Rebels of the Sacred Heart" with a pint in my hand and my arms around my friends, soaked in sweat and beer, well that's all that's going to matter.
I'm getting misty-eyed just thinking about it.
Every year, Flogging Molly does a tour called the Green 17 Tour, which culminates on St. Patrick's Day, and every year, Detroit is one of the stops. (We're fortunate because the fiddle player is a native, and she and the singer lived here for a bit, although now they're living in Ireland.
Seriously, this show could not come at a better time, after a recurrence of cold was managing to drag my mood downward again.
Indeed, tonight sparks off what will be a festivity-packed, multi-ethnic weekend which will, by its end, have managed to include Irish music, a German beerhall, Spanish cuisine, a Broadway Musical and an Oscar Party. Look at me! Who's all cultured and shit?
And we're down to just hours away from it all...
Can you tell I'm a little excited?
2 comments:
You really know how to pick yourself up by the bootstraps!
We're headin' to Santa Fe in the morning, for quieter times than you'll be having, but it's all about flipping off February at this point.
I can't WAIT for St Patrick's Day. The bagpipe band followed by Green vomit on Union Street is the first sign of spring!
I love Flogging Molly! They will be here 02/24. Disturbed is supposed to be here the 22nd. I can't afford either. I have already committed myself to John Prine on 02/28. I would love to see all of them. Nothing like a good concert!
I'm a little jealous. Really, I hope ya have a good time. Oh hell, I know you will have a good time.
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