When I count on one hand the greatest experiences of my life, this easily falls into the coveted top five. Paul Simon and Sting’s mini-tour just happened play Seattle, and I miraculously won tickets through the public radio station KPLU.
It’s hard for me to put into words the impact Simon’s music has had on my life. Some of my earliest childhood memories include me gleefully belting out “Call Me Al” in the backseat of my mom’s 1989 Honda Accord (I still have the original “Graceland” cassette tape). I’d play old Simon and Garfunkel records on my dad’s turntable he let me set up in my room.
I drove to Seattle with a friend over a long weekend during college to see Simon and Garfunkel’s “Old Friends” show. We were the youngest people there, I was 18.
Some music moves us in ways that’s hard to explain, hard to categorize. I don’t know if it’s the lyrics that seem to speak only to me, the melodies that I hold tightly, or the timeless music that transcends decades and generations.
Thank you, Paul Simon, for creating something so wonderful that it leaves me speechless.