We went to a John Mayer Concert tonight. You could not really get further from the stage than where we were, in the 3rd row from the top. We were so far away that the sounds we heard did not coincide with what little we could see, like a badly dubbed martial arts film. $50 for a 90 minute concert was expensive for the cheap seats, but finding an activity we can both make time for and enjoy together is always worth the investment.
Despite the price and the mini-Jessica Simpson potheads all around us, John Mayer ROCKED. There are few people who can command an arena with a spotlight, instrument, and stool. But he can, in a big way. My only regret is that he didn't play my favorite song from Continuum, "Stop This Train":
Don't know how else to say it
Don't want to see my parents go
One generation's length away
From fighting life out on my own
Stop this train
I wanna get off
And go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can't
But honestly, won't someone stop this train?
So scared of getting older
I'm only good at being young
So I play the numbers game
To find a way to say that life has just begun
This is a song about the fear of life moving on, of seeing our parents get older and having to accept that we will not be young forever. One would think I would have grown out of this by now, but DJ always said I was a late bloomer. The part about the parents is so soulful and sweet. Someone once told me that having children is like putting your heart in someone else's hands and giving up control. I would argue that the same is true with parents. Their advice, approval, and prayers are so tied in to the fabric of my life - I can't fathom the idea of having to "fight life" on my own, and I hope I won't have to for a long long time.
Despite the price and the mini-Jessica Simpson potheads all around us, John Mayer ROCKED. There are few people who can command an arena with a spotlight, instrument, and stool. But he can, in a big way. My only regret is that he didn't play my favorite song from Continuum, "Stop This Train":
Don't know how else to say it
Don't want to see my parents go
One generation's length away
From fighting life out on my own
Stop this train
I wanna get off
And go home again
I can't take the speed it's moving in
I know I can't
But honestly, won't someone stop this train?
So scared of getting older
I'm only good at being young
So I play the numbers game
To find a way to say that life has just begun
This is a song about the fear of life moving on, of seeing our parents get older and having to accept that we will not be young forever. One would think I would have grown out of this by now, but DJ always said I was a late bloomer. The part about the parents is so soulful and sweet. Someone once told me that having children is like putting your heart in someone else's hands and giving up control. I would argue that the same is true with parents. Their advice, approval, and prayers are so tied in to the fabric of my life - I can't fathom the idea of having to "fight life" on my own, and I hope I won't have to for a long long time.
1 comment:
it sounds like a wonderful time. a date night with the hubs is always a good thing. as for fear of getting older... yeah, i had a bit of anxiety-ridden moment while watching the slideshow that c had made up for his dad's 70th b-day party. they were so young once. it all seemed to flash by, and i saw our own lives flashing by... "can't take the speed..." it's true.
i don't think it's about being a late bloomer, but one who can take time out to think about how fast everything is moving. most people are just on the ride. ya know?
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