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The Itty Bitty Boomer

Stevie Nicks, Ya Still Got It, Girl!

The sad thing is I’ve been going to concerts for … UGH! 47 years? Not so often these days – it has to be someone really special …. like the inimitable Fleetwood Mac.  The great thing is … I still love going to concerts.

Hubby, daughter, her work friend and I went on July 6 to their last US date on their current tour.  Amazing! They are still so full of music and energy and enthusiasm – it was everything a concert experience should be:  A blend of their old, familiar hits as Fleetwood Mac, Stevie Nicks performing her unforgettable songs, Lindsey Buckingham‘s amazing guitar work, Mick Fleetwood‘s amazing drumming and incredible drum solos… AND a few cuts from the NEW CD coming out soon – with all new material!

And two and a half hours of non-stop, no break, no opening act music interspersed with engaging conversation with the audience.  Wish there’d been more Sacramento performances – I would have gone to every one, I’m afraid.

Highlight? A friend sitting on the floor, seven rows back, got this wonderful photo of Stevie Nicks …. not bad for a camera phone!  She still looks amazing for being 65 ….

Stevie Nicks July 6 Sacramento
Stevie Nicks July 6 Sacramento

Is this not SO and TOTALLY the wonderful, magical Stevie?

And so as I relish in the memories of a fabulous concert –

Namaste, Stevie Nicks – you ROCK!

Itty Bitty

Hey, I’m Still Crushin’ 47 Years Later!

I was fifteen (almost sixteen) years old in the summer of 1966 …. and he was eighteen.   Peter Noone and the (Herman’s) Hermits were stopping in Sacramento to do a concert at the Memorial Auditorium … I had my favorite seats … Section 113, Row A, seats 25 and 23 (for my best friend Polly) … on the balcony, corner seats, RIGHT OVER THE STAGE!  I was always in the first five people in line to buy tickets when they went on sale, because, y’know, then there wasn’t any such thing as on-line, or calling into Ticketmaster for tickets.  But we had the joy of getting to know the kids in line as we waited hours for the box office to open!

But I’m off the subject now … I was fifteen (almost sixteen) and he was eighteen … and I was so in love with that sweet, innocent face that my heart hurt!   I knew “we” could never “be” … but we could be friends, right?  I wrote a letter to him and mailed it to the fan club president (hey, I was young) explaining that I lived in a really nice mobile home park with a private pool – and he and “the boys” were welcome to come over and hang out, have a bbq, enjoy the Sacramento summer a little in privacy … if they wanted to.   Just call me and let me know ….

Of course I didn’t hear from him … but the concert was incredible and awesome and … and … and …

And I’ve seen him in concert probably eight times since then over the years,  two with sweet Davy Jones … they performed so well together  … being silly, joking around, playing off of each other …. the last time I saw them together was in 2009 to a packed venue of not only Baby Boomers, but boomer kids and boomer grandkids – and the wildest ones?  The Boomers, of course!

RIP, Davy …

The last time I saw Peter was September 12,  2010 – I finally got to meet him!  I look wilted (and, ok, maybe a Newcastle or two) … but then Sacramento summer nights can typically be still 90 degrees at 11 pm … which this particular evening was.  It was also filled with nostalgia and joy.

Photo: Yummy! Have had a crush on him since I was about 14!

Peter & me – 9/12/10 Thunder Valley Amphitheater

I told him a little story about my best friend Sam who lived in Monticeto in Southern California (as Peter still does).  Their kids (her son and his daughter) went to middle school together, and when the kids were about 13, went on a date to the movie theater.  Sam accompanied her son …. and Peter chaparoned his daughter … to the movie theater ….  much to the kids’ chagrin, and much to Sam’s delight!  He laughed and said, “Oh, yes! I remember that!  Nice Jewish girl (referring to my friend Sam)!”  Of course I had to call her right then and there and tell her my little story!

So I guess I’m due for another Peter fix …. maybe he’ll be back ’round this summer  …. and I’ll be there again! Just like every time he comes through this area!

And  “Listen People”  is still one of my favorite songs … listen people … it’s all about love!  Love you still, Peter Noone! As ever …

itty bitty

PS – I am delighted to say that this is part of a GenFab bloghop on Celebrity Crushes (link to other blogs coming soon)!

Eureka! A Little Get-Away On The California North Coast

It was a simple, 2 day trip to Eureka – a small town five and a half hours away from where I live, on the north coast of California. Hubby had a job that would take us there for either a one hour or two day job. As it turned out, it was a one-hour job plus waiting until the next day for environmental lab results so we could head the five and a half hours back to Sacramento.

Our early afternoon arrival allowed us to get our business done in time to overnight the samples. Given the cold temperatures and rainy conditions, we spent the afternoon napping, and then sharing a leisurely dinner at a little café on the waterfront.

Wednesday we had time to explore while awaiting the return of lab results so we took a drive about forty five minutes north of Eureka on Highway 101 to the Lady Bird Johnson Grove, part of the Redwood National Forest. The ancient redwood forests in Northern California are, perhaps, the most stunning of all ancient trees in the world. The trees are hundreds of feet tall and as much as 2000 years old. At Lady Bird Johnson Grove there is an easy mile and a half loop that wanders through a bit of the forest. There is only about a 100 foot elevation change, but you get a glimpse of the terrain and growth common in this area.

Traces of the hail from a passing morning squall were still lining our walk – and a misty veil of fog created a quiet, muted solitude. The wind blowing down on the coast was absent. There was a carpet of huge, deep emerald green ferns, and webs of yards long moss hanging from the winter-bare trees growing under the redwoods. It was humbling walking through these ancient giants – it is impossible not to feel reverence and respect for these living towers


As one who lives a spiritual path that celebrates nature and all living things, I was overcome with love and compassion for all this forest has endured through natural fires (witnessed by the multitude of trees bearing the huge scars at their bases, and yet full and healthy with growth above the scars) and at the hand of man in clear-cut farming of the trees before they were preserved as a national park (or treasure). Had it been warmer, and not quite so wet, I could have stayed there all day and been perfectly contented – the eternal wood nymph!

Too soon it was time to head towards home. On the way back to Eureka, we stopped at one of the many beach parks. In spite of the bone-chilling wind and storm surf conditions, I had to greet my friend the ocean – if only to stand by her side for a moment. Have you felt the power of the ocean lately? Just another reminder of how small we really are.

Just after leaving the beach, we ran across a sign that brought a little reality home, especially after last year’s earthquake in Japan, and subsequent tsunami effect, which actually hit the Northern California coast … it’s a concept that one doesn’t think about often, but …. It happens …

Our little trip to Eureka was enjoyable in so many ways. The last time I was there was in 1963. I don’t think it’s changed much! It was a nice little get away for hubby and me – and I had the much needed pleasure to touching Mother Nature in a very special way. Something we should all do more frequently!

Where have you been lately?

Namaste … I honor you.