When I was a little chubby-cheeked, skew-toothed toddler with 2 plaits hanging down either side of my head, my parents used to play Chris Isaak a lot at home. I remember dancing between the grown-ups knees and ankles at parties and loudly singing along to the words of "Wicked Game". Then I grew up and carried on listening to him, playing the album "Baja Sessions" at every summer's-day-garden-party opportunity. Then I grew up a little more and saw him perform live...(!) yesterday.
Here I was, dancing and singing along once again...only this time actually understanding what I was singing. And best of all is that his music still sounds exactly the same, if not better, than back when I listened to it on a cd- the man still has the exact same golden voice. And he's simply the coolest of cool guys ever, with an immense stage presence, a very broken heart, a mischievous smile, and an impressive collection of performance outfits.
Who could have known back in the early 90's, that one day when I was 23, I would get a chance to see Chris Isaak perform live in the most intimate of venues, in Luxembourg of all places. Not only did I have one of the best concert nights ever, I got to meet the man in person!
How fun is life in all it's unpredictable glory. It makes me wonder about all the exciting unimaginable surprises yet to come! ?
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