As I was drifting off to sleep last night, I counted how many times I've seen James Taylor and I've officially moved to double digits. I've seen him 10 times. The previous time was last May when James and Carole did their Troubadour Reunion Tour.
Last night, in a barren E. Lansing (MSU is on Spring Break), we got to see a more personel show as James performed with his son Ben. It was spectacular . I enjoyed hearing Ben sing and perform many of his own songs, plus James actually did a few songs I didn't know. I like it when he mixes up his playlist.
Ben has a strong physical resemblence to his father, but I found his voice and a few of his songs a little more like his Uncle Livingston. There was a very funny song about his longing for a particular girl, but who he couldn't go after her cause "her boyfriend is just so darn nice". He also wrote another song for his 10 year old brothers that was very touching.
James was of course...wonderful. I am so mad at myself for forgetting my camera. We had 5th row seats and no one sat in front of me. I could have snapped my little heart away. But...never fear, my clever daughter was able to capture a little video on her phone for your listening and viewing pleasure. (It's short, so don't be too disappointed.)
Last night was particularily special as I got to take Krissy. I've taken Caity before, but for whatever reason, Krissy has never been with me to one of his concerts. As I watched James beam with pride as his son performed, it was only right that I had one of my children there with me. "James, I know how you feel."