Oh for pity's sake! I am FINE, I just had a lower back sprain, and I am on the mend. Not ready to go dancing, but I am off the tylenol and have been getting seeds out and tending my plants. So quit fussin.
I promise to take it light at the Dylan show. I might be overextending myself a mite, but both Bobby and I aren't getting any younger and I have only seen him 7 times. George (my mandolin player) said Dylan was as close to religion as he would likely get to, and so worth the 50.00 and the two and a half hour drive. Said he wouldn't do that for the Pope.
I named my son Aaron Dylan, so I guess that says how I feel about it. That old, raspy throated, vocally slurred, skinny and hunched over guy has a real big chunk of my heart and soul. I can sing "Sad Eyed Lady of the Lowland" and "Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts" Lotsa words there, and not many hook together in any sense. The first took me a week to memorize - we never perform it since the audience always dies of old age before we finish it.
YEah, nice to be BACK Dave, all seriousness aside.