Concert

Last night Raphael and I attended the David Gray concert at the Fillmore in Miami Beach. It was a great show. The venue is fantastic and has good acoustics, a cool interior space and small enough that there is an intimacy of sorts. It was one of those rare shows where the audience felt connected and truly shared a love for the performer. It was like he had come home to his family. The connection between concert goers was palpable. It felt like a party while showing respect for the guy on stage. There was strong enthusiasm but never an obnoxious rowdiness that too often happens at live, rock or pop events. Gray can touch your soul when he sings one of his beautiful, cathartic ballads. I admit it; I am a crybaby. He got me during 'Meet me on the other side.'

I don't go to concerts all that much anymore but I am really glad I made it to this one. I was proud that Miami gave Gray such a rousing welcome. He had never been here before and I was thrilled we showed the enthusiasm he so richly deserves. His voice and songs have truly dug into my psyche over the years. To experience him in real time was an honor and an elixir for the troubled times in which we live. I bow and remove my hat to this Welsh troubadour. He will always find a place in my beating, blood pumper.