We went to hear Bo Ramsey and Greg Brown at the Aladdin last night. The guys were great; the audience was not. Steve: “Portland audiences may be obnoxious, but at least they’re enthusiastic.” How diplomatic of him. Here’s a song for you, and it kinda sums it all up for me:
“Where’s your wife?” one heckler yelled. Greg Brown’s wife being the beautiful and talented singer, Iris DeMent. “She’s at home cooking!” Brown yelled back.
“Get her out here to sing with you!” the same guy yells.
“She won’t sing with me. She’ll only sing with… John Prine.”
It’s true. Or maybe if you’re Josh Turner, she’ll sing with you.
Can’t blame her there.
Also, i’m in love with Pieta Brown, Greg’s daughter:
Now, since this is basically a love letter to Iowa and all the good musicians I’d never heard of ’til I married Steve:
And I don’t want to overlook Bo, so here he is, too.
Love you all, thanks for the music.