Every year there's a plethora of patriotic concert/firework shows on TV on the fourth. I am now at the stage of my life where I prefer my hot dog or corn dog in front of the TV watching one of these. No parking hassles, no walking forever to get to a spot that I can't see from anyway, no 2 hour exit for what normally takes 10 minutes. I choose to call it maturity not age!
Of the concerts presented last night, one appealed to the pre-teen, Bieber set, one appealed to those who like their music screamed at them. I did enjoy bits and pieces of the Boston Pops, they're the essence of the fourth of July concerts but to draw crowds they've looked to a much younger generation. My favorite was from in front of the Washington Monument. If I were younger, I could become a Matthew Morrison groupie. And Josh Grobin sings beautifully - always. My favorite, and this is where my age comes in ... was the Million Dollar Music from the broadway play ... faux Elvis, the Man in Black, Bill Haley, and Jerry Lee Lewis. And to top it all off; Little Richard and his piano were wheeled out; he did a medley and it was the 1950s all over again. This was all topped off with the requisite patriotic and military music and the marches (I love Chan & Sousa) and the beautiful fireworks.
Katie and Sombra and I sat here and sang and laughed all by ourselves (well, maybe it was just me, but I think in their hearts they were singing and laughing) and we had a wonderful time. The corn dogs weren't bad either.
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