The Old Lady took a notion to go out on the town tonight.

She wanted to hear Joe Smothers at the 306 North Restaurant in Valdosta, Georgia, where she first heard him play about a year ago.

A year ago, when her only writing gig was a freebie for a street rag called the Glass Onion, when she was so poor she couldn’t even buy herself a drink but sat at the bar hoping the bartenders were too busy to notice her.  And they were.  And Joe Smothers, playing acoustic guitar, sang a medley of Simon and Garfunkel tunes which included I Am a Rock.  And for the Old Lady, forty-five years melted away and she remembered that isolated, miserable teenager, alone in her room, listening to that album over and over.  And she wept.

Joe is such an old pro.  He remembered.  Tonight he played I Am a Rock again, but now the Old Lady can buy herself a glass of wine and smile nostalgically.  What a difference a year makes.

Joe went on to play The Sounds of Silence.  At one time, the Old Lady was convinced that T.S. Eliot’s The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock is the greatest poem of the twentieth century.  She has now come to believe that The Love Song is the greatest poem of the first part of the twentieth century; The Sounds of Silence is the greatest poem of the last part of the twentieth century.  The greatest poem of the twenty-first century?  It is yet to be written.

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The Old Lady then moved up the street to the Bleu Café, where Bryan Cathey was singing along with his acoustic guitar.  Just as the Old Lady sat down, Bryan mentioned his tip jar… and the Old Lady, ever attentive to the promptings of the Holy Spirit, felt moved to put money in said tip jar.  Bryan proceeded to play an acoustic cover of I Will Survive, the old disco hit, and it struck a chord with the Old Lady as she gave thanks for her survival to this point and prayed for the survival of this young musician.

Bryan plays acoustic but he has an intensity that is compelling.  He played All the Single Ladies and the Beatles’ All My Lovin’ with all the heart and soul of a hungry youngster.

This is the good stuff.  The old pros… and the hungry youngsters.

SUPPORT LIVE LOCAL MUSIC!  LISTEN TO THE OLD LADY!