{"id":235,"date":"2012-06-27T18:25:33","date_gmt":"2012-06-28T01:25:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/calirose.com\/blog\/?p=235"},"modified":"2012-06-27T18:25:33","modified_gmt":"2012-06-28T01:25:33","slug":"music-saying-goodbye-and-glen-campbell-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/calirose.com\/wackyworld\/music-saying-goodbye-and-glen-campbell-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Music, Saying Goodbye and Glen Campbell"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/calirose.com\/wackyworld\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/hollywoodbowl3.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-237\" title=\"hollywoodbowl\" src=\"http:\/\/calirose.com\/wackyworld\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/06\/hollywoodbowl3-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" \/><\/a>My husband and I attended the big boisterous party, known as The Hollywood Bowl, to watch Glen Campbell do his farewell performance in Los Angeles. He is saying goodbye. This mega-talented musician, singer, entertainer is slowly taking leave of \u201cthis\u201d world, of \u201chis\u201d world and all he holds dear.<\/p>\n<p>Alzheimer\u2019s disease.<\/p>\n<p><!--more-->His songs play through the soundtrack of my life. I used to sing his hits in piano bars where the inebriated or just plain nasty demanded I sing \u201cBy the Time I Get to Phoenix\u201d and &#8220;you better do it like Glen Campbell&#8230;&#8221; As usual I smiled sweetly. But what I was really thinking was \u201cwhy don\u2019t YOU go to Phoenix, a\u2026hole!\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The truth is no one does it like Glen Campbell and watching him perform in this grand amphitheater was all at once exhilarating, inspiring and very sad. Even with the super sound system, the fancy lights, four big screens, a perfect balmy Southern California evening, the hard reality is undeniable and right in front us. It\u2019s something we all know in our hearts. No one gets out of here alive. And furthermore, the \u201cending\u201d might be a little rocky. To say the least.<\/p>\n<p>Glen Campbell\u2019s guitar licks are undiminished. He radiates joy. He sings with the astute confidence and vision only a man of seventy-six would have. He yodels, cracking his voice just so, just right. Do you know how hard it is to do that? But between songs he gets a little confused. He stumbles over words and repeats himself. There are handlers standing sentry in the wings, ready to surge onto the huge stage to help him go here, get there, to hand him a guitar. Three of his children play in his band and circle the wagons when he goes fuzzy, gently guiding him onto the next song. But for me, it is all okay. In fact it is wonderful. It is the truth. The truth of this moment.<\/p>\n<p>The adoring crowd rewards his performance with a long riotous standing ovation that probably reflects a whole cocktail of emotions. Gratitude, admiration, nostalgia. Denial\u2026<\/p>\n<p>The words of French philosopher, Voltaire, who was born in 1694, reverberate still:<\/p>\n<p>\u201cLife is a shipwreck, but we must not forget to sing in the lifeboats.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>So sing on my friends\u2026<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My husband and I attended the big boisterous party, known as The Hollywood Bowl, to watch Glen Campbell do his farewell performance in Los Angeles. He is saying goodbye. This mega-talented musician, singer, entertainer is slowly taking leave of \u201cthis\u201d world, of \u201chis\u201d world and all he holds dear. 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