When I bought the tickets for Always Patsy Cline I thought both Jenn and TW would roll their eyes at me or possibly refuse to go with me. Neither are big country fans and as far as I know, Jenn doesn’t even know who Patsy Cline IS.
But, they were game with nary a rolled eye.
We arrived late. We left the hotel late to pick up Jenn. It took her awhile to say goodbye to the boy (which caused ME to roll MY eyes) and then I drove right past the parking garage entrance on Cumberland and then drove down Church St and back to the garage and then drove around the garage a bit. Heh. We were escorted to the very front row during the opening song – before “Patsy” came out – before “Louise” came out but still it was the first song. Front row seats were not great and I was worried again that I was going to get lynched by the two women I dragged to the show…
But. It was awesome.
Loved it. I am so glad I bought the tickets. I have no idea what Always Patsy Cline will be like if it’s in your area but if you get to Spoleto and those chicks are performing it – you should go. It’s fun.
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What I meant to say is that I loved that show when I saw it at the Hipp, twice! Lovelovelove Patsy and those that portrait her.
Can you tell I’m catching up with catching up? That fool blog was sucking up a lot of time in the rebuilding.
Patsy Cline… Terry was a huge fan, and there are some things I’ve liked even if I’m not a country music fan. Beth Orton does a song that reminds me of Patsy (Sweetest Decline) and that is probably my most favourite song ever.
There is a closet country girl in Beth, she does a nice Bobbi Gentry in a song aptly titled ‘Bobby Gentry.’
Ah, I’ve digressed. Glad you enjoyed the show. Maybe someone will do a Dusty show for me.
So, Patsy Cline has been my idol since I was a kid watching old country music reruns with my dad after an evening of Hee Haw. Yep. I’m a Carolina girl. I saw “Always Patsy Cline” thrice, and would see it again if they would ever come back. (I’m a little afraid the star on the bill is afraid I’m going to throw my undies at her….as a matter of fact, so is the husband.) I nearly wept at the CM Hall of Fame, in true loser style. Can’t help it. I loved her spunk.