Concert at the Backyard
Went to a Bonnie Raitt concert at The Backyard. A wonderful evening. The Backyard is (was) a concert venue in south Austin. Two thousand folding chairs in neat rows. The seating is reserved, odd for folding chairs but the only possible solution.
Bonnie told a story about the water bottle that she used to use. It was square, looked like a bottle of whiskey, so when she drank from it, people thought, "Oh, there's poor Bonnie back on the sauce again." So she's "gone back to that cylindrical shape which has brought me so much pleasure over the years."
Switching guitars between songs, she comments that "this guitar is the longest-lasting wood in my experience."
She had been down at the Broken Spoke, a music and BBQ venue in south Austin, where all kinds of people go to eat and drink and listen. She commented that the dance floor was filled with "pierced and tattooed people mixed in with sixty-five year olds doing the two-step." Only in Austin.
The audience, too, was typical Austin, all kinds. Young and old, city and country. Programmers and farmers. Straight and gay. There was a particularly large lez contingent.
The Backyard has a larger stage, improved since the last time we were there to see Willie several years ago. Much fancier staging, too, blinding color flashing lights and all.
A beautiful yellow full moon came out from behind the clouds when it cleared later.