Kelly, you chose badly. The tambourine is a harsh mistress. And Eric always liked me better.
if i could trade places......
i hope we might have some fun with this one, while learning something of ourselves and imparting to others a bit about our unique tastes and passions. here’s the fill-in-the-blanks drill: if, for one night, i could trade places with a [musician, singer, participant-live or dead] in a concert by [a group, composer or individual-live or dead], I’d do so because [ reason or explanation ]. this is not a rigid construct but only a rough formulation of an idea for each to build upon.
i’ll give an example, by way of further explanation and as a “starter post,” as follows: if, for one night, I could have stepped out of my lawyer’s shoes and suit and taken on the role of another, I’d have chosen to be the tambourine player in eric clapton’s band that played and recorded the tracks that became the “unplugged” album. this part is one, even I, could have performed adequately and would have put me in the middle of a performance i judge to be among the most seminal of the last couple decades of the 20th century.
i’ll give an example, by way of further explanation and as a “starter post,” as follows: if, for one night, I could have stepped out of my lawyer’s shoes and suit and taken on the role of another, I’d have chosen to be the tambourine player in eric clapton’s band that played and recorded the tracks that became the “unplugged” album. this part is one, even I, could have performed adequately and would have put me in the middle of a performance i judge to be among the most seminal of the last couple decades of the 20th century.