Pilsners and Prine

I bought two John Prine tickets tonight. He’s coming to town, and that’s what I logged-on to get, but that’s not the show I’ll be going to. Nope. I’ve got tickets to something even better. My wife and I will be traveling west this June to see (you guessed it) Mr. John Prine and (get this) Ms. Emmylou Harris play (wait for it...) amidst the beautiful Red Rocks of Colorado.

No way?

Yes way!

And to celebrate, I’ve spent the remainder of the evening playing through Prine’s catalogue and drinking pilsners. I've even started coming up with my dream set list. Here's what I've got so far: “Sabu Visits the Twin Cities Alone,” “Paradise,” “Hello in There,” “Illegal Smile” and “Christmas in Prison."

Even my wife, who’s been asleep on the couch for a while now, voiced a request - “Angel from Montgomery.”

Stay tuned and I’ll let you know. Heck, I’ll probably bring it up before then, but until then, it’ll just be wishful thinking and lots of hoping. And since you asked, here’s my greatest wish of all: Iris DeMent somehow shows up and I can have the chance to hear with my own ears the greatest love song of all time.