strings and poetry

there are so many superlatives swirling in my head

about this man that i don't know what to say first

lyrical genius, gifted with strings, the humblest performer, and just a gorgeous creature

it was his music that first inspired me to learn the ukelele

although he plays the guitar

(its much easier for me to learn the uke!)

but the songs I play are all his

i took three friends with me this week to listen to him play

i could barely contain my excitement

when he finally appeared, he worked his magic

charmed the crowd and made us laugh and cry

all at once

it was heavenly

my friends were instantly smitten

(see? its not just me!)

the day before, i took the children to watch him perform for fans under 18

lily is a chip off the old block

she spent the whole time grinning at him from the front row

and afterwards

brought him a note with a big cut-out heart and a declaration

of love for his music

we'd previously had discussions

about whether i should bring my uke for him to sign

he insisted i bring it with me to the grown-up's gig

so i did

felt a bit sheepish

fussed about what I should wear

silly me

after the show 

we were the last to see him

gracious and sweet he was to me

thanking me for my support 

i threw my arms around him and planted a big one on his bearded cheek - 

an uncontrollable impulse!

before signing my uke he started strumming it

unfamiliar with it 

he asked me what to do

and when he began strumming the very first song I ever learned

i was almost in tears

do yourself a favour

look him up -

Passenger

what is it about the people that we admire

that moves us in such extreme ways?