Okay, this is what's cool about living with my wife who has kids who adore her. When she gets to go out to a nice restaurant for any number of special occasions, old Mr. Tag Along gets to horn in on it. On Mother's Day we were guests of the kids at a nice restaurant, then she got some goodies among which were tickets to see Josh Turner in a couple of weeks! Additionally, my son, daughter, her husband would attend along with us making it kind of another celebration.
We were warned by my daughter to only bring necessities since they would be screening for weapons. My wife switched to a small purse and left everything but essentials in her other purse. I left my stuff at home, but still had to explain about the artificial hip.
Since they had been so generous, we met at a nice Bar Be Cue place near the theater and I bought dinner. Luckily, we had arrived early, and just as we finished eating, my wife says, I forgot our tickets when I changed purses; will that be a problem? While everyone was panicking out, I quit the last of my meal, took a swig of soda pop, and like the old man changing tires in Christmas Story, I said Time ME, and was out the door. Forty-two traffic lights, (got lucky at the lights) and forty-five minutes later, I was back at the Fox, where everyone was waiting! We were JUST on time going in!
Josh was absolutely wonderful in person and worked the crowd into a dither. The deeper he'd go with his voice the higher people would jump and shout! I've never seen these Bakersfield Okies jumping around and waving their arms and such like they did for Josh. His band was SUPER, but they really were just a vessel for delivering Josh's wonderful baritone voice. Even the opening band which is usually quite forgettable was very good. I've not seen the likes of Josh's range of voice sine I saw Ferlin Husky live more than fifty years ago.
When Josh, and the Tonkin' Honkies fired up, it was kind of novel. The stage went completely black after the warmup band. Then, this annoying crackling little transistor radio sound was coming over the speakers with Josh singing but barely audible. The crowd started whooping and hollering sound, sound, sound, THEN, the lights came up, the sound was perfect, and the band and Josh HIT IT! It was a glorious evening!
We were warned by my daughter to only bring necessities since they would be screening for weapons. My wife switched to a small purse and left everything but essentials in her other purse. I left my stuff at home, but still had to explain about the artificial hip.
Since they had been so generous, we met at a nice Bar Be Cue place near the theater and I bought dinner. Luckily, we had arrived early, and just as we finished eating, my wife says, I forgot our tickets when I changed purses; will that be a problem? While everyone was panicking out, I quit the last of my meal, took a swig of soda pop, and like the old man changing tires in Christmas Story, I said Time ME, and was out the door. Forty-two traffic lights, (got lucky at the lights) and forty-five minutes later, I was back at the Fox, where everyone was waiting! We were JUST on time going in!
Josh was absolutely wonderful in person and worked the crowd into a dither. The deeper he'd go with his voice the higher people would jump and shout! I've never seen these Bakersfield Okies jumping around and waving their arms and such like they did for Josh. His band was SUPER, but they really were just a vessel for delivering Josh's wonderful baritone voice. Even the opening band which is usually quite forgettable was very good. I've not seen the likes of Josh's range of voice sine I saw Ferlin Husky live more than fifty years ago.
When Josh, and the Tonkin' Honkies fired up, it was kind of novel. The stage went completely black after the warmup band. Then, this annoying crackling little transistor radio sound was coming over the speakers with Josh singing but barely audible. The crowd started whooping and hollering sound, sound, sound, THEN, the lights came up, the sound was perfect, and the band and Josh HIT IT! It was a glorious evening!
His voice reminds me a lot of the old days for sure. Blake Shelton is another one that I'll dial into from time to time 
