The hubs and I went to see Dick Dale in concert Wednesday. He blew the doors off the dump! (Just kidding, High Noon Saloon. You are not a dump.) Dick is now 75 years old and he plays guitar as effortlessly as I butter toast. (I'm thinking of selling tickets to see that, btw.) It delights me that we are far from the oldest people in the audience at a Dick Dale concert. The fans there ranged from 14 to 80, and hubster said the smiles that swept over their faces when be began with his opening licks is a sight in itself. I hadn't noticed.
I mentioned in class earlier that day, that I was going to see him.
Student 1: "Dick Dale. Is he country?"
Me: "No. He's the king of surf guitar."
Student 2: "Oh, he's from Sponge Bob!"
Me: "God help us..."
This final capture is a scan from a film shot I took in 1995, the first time we saw him. And if you'd like to add a smile to your own face, I found this video of the song he ends his show with:
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