an entry somewhere else

Last night, I went off with my good friend to the Shawn Colvin/John Hiatt concert at the Interlochen Arts Academy. The venue, Kresge Auditorium is much like a covered bandshell and a great place to catch a show. Al and I went primarily to see John Hiatt, a great songwriter. I bet many of you have heard his songs covered by other legends in the music biz, but maybe not his name. He put on a helluva show. Shawn Colvin opened up and, since I’m not a superfan of hers, I only knew a few of her songs. Still, she played solo throughout her set save a finale duet with Hiatt. Hiatt also played solo except for a couple duets with Colvin. Hiatt in the raw is much better than his studio albums. It looked like he had a lot of fun up there and put his chops to good use belting out new and old songs as well as putting the guitar to good use. The only song that I expected to hear, but didn’t, was “Thing Called Love”. But, hey, if he can not play one of his most famous songs and still leave me felling like I got my money’s worth, then he’s a master. I’d easily pay the money to see him two nights in a row.