Looking back, I don't remember exactly when it was that I made the transition from a Derek Trucks Band fan to a fanatic, but somewhere along the way, it happened. I mean, really, in the last three weeks, I've been to six shows up and down the east coast:
- December 29, 2004 - Charlotte, NC
- December 30, 2004 - Atlanta, GA
- December 31, 2004 - Atlanta, GA
- January 10, 2005 - Annapolis, MD
- January 11, 2005 - Annapolis, MD
- January 20, 2005 - Raleigh, NC
That's right, it's four in the mourning and yarbiedoll and I just rolled back into town from going out to the show in Raleigh. We braved the elements, as it was, and took our chances against the snow and ice, but that pretty much turned into a non-event.
Tonight's show was great. All the shows have been great. I've got a half-written recap of the ones around New Year's sitting on my hard drive waiting to be finished and posted. I want to write about the great benefit concert that tonight's show was. I want to write about all the people I've met at several of the shows, and how many faces I've matched to names that I know from the on-line bulletin boards and mailing lists.
But it's four in the morning. And I'm exhausted. So I'm going to bed.
I hope to resume normal blogging, such as that is, in the next couple of days. Maybe by Sunday I'll be back in the swing of things. I won't have any Derek Trucks Band shows to vie for my attention 'till they swing back to North Carolina in April for a stop in Greensboro.
I wonder how I'll handle the withdrawal.