Last night I got a call at 6pm from my friend. "What are you doing tonight?" He had an extra ticket to the Emmylou Harris show at the Jack Singer. Row B! And free, 'cause he was writing a review. Hot dog!
I'll never get to see Gram Parsons play, but now I've seen Emmylou up close singing "Return of the Grievous Angel." I'll take it.
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