Techno house pumping sounds, reggae inspired beats, occasional raps and plain old fashioned rock and roll cumlinated into the Michael Franti and Spearhead show at Red Butte Gardens in Salt Lake City on July 14th, 2011.
and I met a girl.
I had secured my own little spot on the lawn, set up the blankets, food and drinks, and was just relaxing when I hear a sweet voice introduce herself.
Small talk ensues as I cringe at the thought of inane conversation. I tell her half truths about myself, keeping my guard up in case crazy shows up.
But all we do is laugh and dance.
I don’t need anything more than that tonight.
Franti ends the show having everyone in the audience under 10 and over 60 up on stage to sing the encore. The stage is filled with young and old alike. I give the girl a hug goodbye, and tell her that I hope we both will be on a stage when we are sixty.
“Deal.”
