Thank you, all my dear, dear friends. I cant believe how much one persons mean, uncalled-for, public comment can hurt. Ive been vacillating between confusion as to WHY anyone would take pleasure in putting me down, especially after trying to do nothing but spread joy and encouragement throughout my career, and my utter anger at his unfounded statement about my singing. My shining moments at the New Bedford Folk Festival this weekend were singing all the Phil Everly parts to Jonathan Edwards, Cliff Eberhardts John Gorkas and Pete Kennedys Don, with an audience of 1,200 voices singing along with all those great songs that they love and know by heart, and later, being so joyfully surprised and rewarded for encouraging two little girls in the past, by witnessing them both jump up from their seats and spontaneously run to the front of the tent and storm the stage during our final song of the festival, Stand, and stepping right up to the mic, unbidden, and joining me in the chorus, singing loud and clear and confidently and beautifully, moving me, and their parents, and everyone in that tent to tears. Maybe what this very small man heard in my voice was the sound of me choking up at one of the most perfect moments of my life. Maybe he couldnt handle that kind of peace and love.
Posted on: Mon, 07 Jul 2014 15:36:37 +0000
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