It’s concert season, but no one is buying tickets. The tour vans remain parked and isolated, much like the rest of us. There is no hopeful anticipation of favorite songs being piped into the atmosphere by glorious musicians. The mystifying lights and artistic backdrops are hidden away. Spontaneous choir-like performances, where friends sing and share times of joy, are not taking shape. We keep our best yard blankets tucked away at home. We wish we could share a sunset as the band takes the stage.
In remembrance of our lost concert season, I share my Dad’s band, Sounds Unlimited! This photo recently surfaced from the depths of a missing photo collection. Dad is on the trumpet and rocking the plaid shorts. Today, the sounds may be limited, but not back then. This picture speaks to me. It brings life to my Dad’s recollections of his time in the band. I’d love to be on the front row, singing along, and escape into their musical dream for a moment.
I have accumulated a small collection of concert posters over the years. They are terrific story pieces that evoke great memories and fun. I created this poster to add to the wall. Although our venues are quiet, the Sounds Unlimited rock on!
“Turn it up and rip the knobs off!” – Bruce Colbert
