A song comes on the radio during the summer, playing an artist I’ve not heard of before. As Nathaniel Rateliff sings, I feverishly search to see if he may be coming to a town near me. I find that he is opening for John Prine in November in Denver. The rest, as they say, is history……
It’s a night of magic in downtown Denver. I sit in between two cougars who immediately start talking to me, ignoring their husbands. I smile on the inside, as this happens more often than not. People are always looking for something beautiful in their lives to break up the doldrum of the day to day existence. Even something as strange as myself….
As John Prine starts, I find out what the attraction to this artist over many a decade is all about. His melodies, lyrics, and infectious personality are miles above most artists. He blows my mind in the best way possible.
As I walk back to my hotel after the show, a light snow starts to fall, covering downtown Denver in a white blanket of beauty.
I sleep better than I have for years.