Eight years ago today, Bob and I went to The Midnight Ramble to see Levon Helm. We want to go back someday, although it will be such a different experience now that he’s gone.
First of all, I can’t believe it’s been 8 years, and second, that experience was so amazing. The bright, warm barn. Popcorn being passed down the rows. People standing any old place. Garth showing up with his squeezebox to jam. Hot music playing out into the cold night air. Icy mud in the parking lot, and golden laughter inside.
If you can get to a midnight ramble, you should go. It’s truly unforgettable.