[In which Kim Prior writes a guest post and makes ME cry – and describes eloquently exactly why the Saturday Night Special is so powerful and emotional and transformative. And so very special. — Lynn]
I have written several reviews of the Saturday Night Special. Usually I enjoy the challenge of finding new words and new ways to describe my love for Louden Swain, for this concert.
This time is different.
While I was in Nashville, someone said something to me that made me feel dejected. Devastated, to be honest. The details of that conversation are not important; what is important is that I really needed this concert. That person’s words were running through my mind, like a Tasmanian Devil, kicking everything, and breaking everything, and basically wreaking havoc. I needed the Saturday Night Special… I needed to get lost in the lyrics. I needed to get swept away by the music. I needed an infusion of energy.
And since I’m being honest, then let’s keep it real. It is… Louden Swain.
And oh my god, Rob.
So I was ready for the concert. But I was not prepared. Not even a little.
Louden Swain kicked off the show with “Only Lyin.” Really? That’s the opener?
“And you laugh / Despite yourself / You’re hanging on / You’re weak as hell / You’re only lying to you”
Just punch me right in the feels, guys.