Last Tuesday, Randall won tickets for a lunch-hour concert by Ben Taylor (son of Carly Simon and James Taylor) on our local radio station. So we trudged off to the studio, met the other twenty or so winners, all crammed into a conference room where they served us soda and pizza, and then Ben arrived. For about half an hour, we got to listen as he performed and got interviewed, and then, once the radio part was over, he stuck around for another half an hour or so, playing a few more songs and answering questions. At times, the guy sounds (and looks) so much like his dad that it is scary. The music was good; neo-folk; strong tunes that stood up well to being performed completely acoustically.
And we all got a free album, signed. No-one I have ever met has tried to spell it “Randle”. Randal, Randolph, Randell, but never Randle. I think the actual spelling flustered him so bad that he then wrote the N backwards. So he wrote “oops” next to it. 🙂 Favorite songs: Digest, Surround Me.
Nice way to spend my lunch hour. I could do this again.