Earlier this week I saw Nick Lowe live for the first time. Back in the day, Nick was my favorite of my favorites. I was completely obsessed with him and all things to do with him. I suppose I should have expected that I would have a sense memory moment while he was performing one of the old songs, but it took me by surprise. I felt like my teenage self, in my bedroom, blasting Pure Pop for Now People and Labour of Lust (on a record player!) and getting lost in the music. The record player is gone, as is everything else in the bedroom. And since I sold the house I grew up in this past fall, even the bedroom is gone. So just as Nick was singing "but you still mystify" I was overwhelmed by a wave of nostalgia and suddenly burst into tears. That's the power of music, boyo.
After Nick performed (What's So Funny 'Bout) Peace, Love and Understanding, my husband leaned over to me and said, "Now is when Elvis comes out and joins him." Whatdyaknow, a few minutes later, during the encore, EC himself hit the stage. The crowd went proverbially wild.
Fellow music fan Steve's pictures of the night on Flickr
Nick, Robyn (Hitchcock) + Elvis sing Mystery Train and If I Fell
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I love Nick. I saw him play solo a few years ago - just the man and his acoustic guitar. Magical. He's still got it.
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