Can there be too much of a good thing? Probably, but will it stop Capt. SO and me? Probably not.
The good thing to which I am referring are our not infrequent trips north to hear our Favorite Eldest Daughter sing and perform. The groups she performs with are top-notch and beyond and it is always a joy and a pleasure to listen to the musical treats she and they serve up on a regular basis.
We are oft tempted to think seriously about moving north (which means changing states) in order to more easily avail ourselves of the music scene that her city affords night after night and multiple times - if not dozens of times - per night. You can find any genre of high-quality music in her city that you could imagine or desire. The issue for Capt. SO and I is that music gigs do not ascribe to the schedules of most people over fifty. Musicians do march to a different chronological clock. Their brains may not come awake until after noon and they expect to stay up far past midnight. This internal clock does not mesh well with the internal clocks of people past fifty. True, some past-fiftians (my word) can and do stay up until all hours of the night and have plenty of energy late-night and early morning. But for the rest of us, remaining awake during hours when we would normally be sound asleep is taxing to both the body and the brain.
Driving home on these late nights, it is usually Capt. SO at the wheel. I always offer to drive and he always declines my offers, telling me that I should just talk to keep him awake, which turns out to be challenging for both of us. When asked how he is doing, he'll respond, "I've only dozed a dozen times." So reassuring.
Will we stop going to hear Favorite Eldest Daughter perform? Not likely. Will her gigs ever begin at OF-preferable times, such as 5 or 6 p.m.? No. Maybe the option is to move?
Gotta think about this one.
Ancora imparo
