I have to admit that I have no idea what to expect from Gill Landry when I go to see him, but I have never been dissatisfied with one of his shows and so I continue to go, especially when he’s playing at Hotel Utah cause I love that place and it’s not just because of the cheese fries and beer selection.
I know that part of the reason I go to see Gill Landry is because whenever I read what he writes about his music and his musical journey, I am so totally intrigued that I can’t resist going to see him. Today is a case in point; I talked about going to this show. It’s listed on the blog, but it never made it to my calendar. That said, there’s also nothing else on my calendar tonight though that’s pretty normal for a Saturday night; I prefer to stay home on the weekends and hang with Spike. I specifically bought tickets for the matinee performance of Custom Made Theatre‘s Hooded, or Being Black for Dummies today, so I guess I was always leaving my evening open for Gill. Then this morning, I went to the Utah’s website to check the showtime and I got wrapped up in reading Gill Landry’ write-up.
Love and hate need each other for either to have meaning and I feel like it’s the same way with people. I’d like to believe love always wins coming down the stretch—it just might not be the way you envisioned it. In my experience love often isn’t what I expected and wouldn’t be half as good if it was. That basically is what I wrote this album about.
That’s the first paragraph. I read it and I was like… yeah, I’m going to this show.
So, maybe I’ll see you there.