Tomorrow evening I’m headed to see one of my fav singers, Amos Lee. I was introduced to his music by my Dad a few years ago. I immediately fell in love with his smooth voice and folk/blues sound. My Dad, who was some what depressed from being away from his children, related many of his songs to his own life. Two songs in particular reminded him of my brother and I, Arms of a Woman and Colors.
Now that my Dad is gone, I find peace and comfort in his music. Listening to him reminds me of many a late night sitting on the back porch with my Dad drinking, catching up on life, and just enjoying each others company.
So tomorrow as I stand and sway to the music, I know my Dad will be right there with me. And my world and life will be full of color.
