Great Balls of Fire!🔥

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erry Lee Lewis! Live in concert! December 10, 2018, Nashville, TN.
My little (Barrelassin’) momma has had me all over his appearance schedule for a few years now and unfortunately for her I could never find a date or event that worked for us. Also unfortunately for her, I started slacking a little on the hunt, but she didn’t let that deter her. She actually found this one on her own! Not only does the date work, but it’s only a three-hour drive from home.
She’s brought it up to us several times and has waited patiently for us to make some sort of move in her favor. Today, we finally had to pull the trigger and get her tickets for Christmas and go ahead and let her know before she ended up getting them herself.

Pictured is an old photo from back in the day when she was able to meet him. How did she manage that? you wonder. She simply walked to his dressing room door, knocked on it and asked for a photo. She’s definitely where I get my “great balls of fire” from!
Remember, if you never ask, the answer is always no.

Enjoy,Barrelassers

 

 

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U2 JOSHUA TREE TOUR 2017! -WHERE I ACTUALLY DID FIND…WHAT I WAS LOOKIN’ FOR!

Barrelassin’ around last night sick as a dog with terrible chest congestion, I rushed my husband out of the museum and party thrown for a conference we were attending in Indianapolis, IN. so that I could get back to the hotel, get my meds, lay down on my heating pad and just get some rest. On our way out we ran into a friend we only see at these conferences, who suggested that we walk over to the stadium where U2 was playing and see if they have any tickets left. Walk over in my dress and heels, with this chest cold? That was my first thought, but immediately the rock ‘n roll voice that typically lingers in my head quickly spoke up and before I knew it, what I thought and what I said were two totally different things. “Okay- let’s go! I’ll find tickets!”
I hit a couple of apps on my phone which both had no available tickets. The show had already started and we thought it might be possible some scalper would be o the side of the street with some cheap tickets he needed to rid himself of.

In all honesty, I’m the most positive human on the planet and I’m willing to try for what I want, but I have to say- I had every intention of walking over there (wheezing the whole way), seeing we couldn’t get in and then just catching an Uber to my hotel so I could go to bed. I had absolutely zero confidence of randomly getting into a U2 concert at the last minute. I’ve “randomly” and not so randomly stumbled myself right upon some great opportunities in my 43 years on Earth, and almost none of them have ever just happened without some sort of pre-planning on my part and just having a dream or a wish that I was willing to try for. But there’s only so much goodness to go around for me, right?

Upon reaching the ticket scanners we explained we were trying to get to the box office to see if there were any tickets left. I mean, it’s U2- of course there are no tickets left, but anyway. The box office was closed and we were told the only way to get tickets was to get them “at that tent.” Then they asked if we had the card we purchased out tickets with on us. “Oh, um, we don’t have tickets” we answered. “You don’t even have tickets?” they asked trying not to laugh at us. That’s when it hit me. “Who’s in that tent, anyway with those tickets you spoke about?” They explained that the tent was for people who had purchased the General Admission floor tickets, and that’s where they had to go to pick up their armbands. I asked if they could sell us tickets there and they told us no, but she also said if we got tickets from there, she’d be more than happy to scan us in.

I took that as a personal challenge, I guess. We went to the tent. They appeared to have armbands but no other customers around. That tells me that there’s available space for my body in there- as long as I can get one of those armbands around my wrist. They explained why they couldn’t sell us a ticket. We explained that the box office was closed, and the other employees told us if we could get them to sell us a ticket, they’d scan us and let us in. They suddenly wanted to ask their supervisor. Along he comes and unfortunately, there’s nothing he can do. We asked how we could get tickets online. Not possible, they told us. We kept explaining as one lady piped up and said she needed to ask Rob. I don’t know who Rob is but, we cheered for her to ask Rob! I made jokes and shook my shoulders as if I were in a seventies movie. We all laughed and had a great time waiting for Rob to appear to hear our terrible predicament. Rob can’t do anything either. But somewhere along the way he decided he wants to have a “pow-wow” with the supervisor and they walked off whispering to one another.

Suddenly, they re-appear and now 3 employees are placing armbands on each of us. I asked them what we do and where we go with these miraculous armbands we were just gifted like golden tickets from the sky. Seriously- I think I saw a golden spotlight from the sky shine down upon us and as we were banded ;). “you just walk in and onto the floor” was their answer. We thanked them profusely and started to run away back to the original scanners. “No, this way. Right through here and straight to the floor” they said. Are you freaking kidding me??!!
The show was amazing! The lights were amazing. The playing and singing were both amazing. The screen was amazing. The people were amazing. The atmosphere was amazing. The air was amazing. I don’t know what else to say, or how to describe the show. It was on my bucket-list and never in my wildest dreams did I ever think this one would be checked off; wait, I lie-  I think in my wildest dreams I thought I might see them someday, but never did I think I’d see U2 anywhere other than the very top of a stadium somewhere, and I sure as hell never imagine I’d ask to be let in and I’d just be let in for free. Keep in mind- we weren’t asking for free stuff. We tried to buy tickets.
But as I always like to say, “If you never bother to ask- the answer will always be no.”
Because every once in a while, you’ll find out there are still kind people in the world. With one swoop, one man made the decision that even though they had already told us no- to do it anyway. One small act of kindness made three people very, very happy people. None of us, Barrelassin’ Jay, nor our friend or me, had ever seen U2 but had always wanted to. It’s the little things. If you can do something for someone, do it.

Enjoy, Barrelassers 😉

VAN HALEN TOUR 2015

I had the pleasure of hitting the road 2 years ago on this day to see Van Halen in Charlotte, NC. I never pass up an opportunity to take Barrelassin’ Momma with me when I can, and she was available. She’s a hoot! I really have enjoyed this venue several times. It’s the PNC Music Pavilion and it’s a few hours from home. They have some of the cleanest restrooms for an outdoor venue I’ve ever come across and the lines are super fast! None of that worrying about missing the show or having to use the Port-a potty. Really nice staff as well. Very organized place.

The sound is great, but what can I say- when you’re seeing people like Van Halen and all the others I’ve seen there, the sound you hear is going to be nothing short of something amazing. I was able to upgrade my seats at the last minute seats that became available for this particular show and we couldn’t have been happier. My little Momma is happy to join me as my Rock ‘N Roll sidekick, and together we’ve piled up and driven to many places and even hopped on and flown to a few just to have some fun. That’s not bad for a woman who just turned 75 years young.

I love all forms of Van Halen and all forms of Sammy Hagar- so I’m not interested in that debate. You can give me any one of those talented bunch of guys, together or separate, playing a huge show or playing in the damn circus for all I care, as long as they keep playing for me, I’m a happy gal! Next up- Sammy Hagar, Harrah’s Cherokee Casino, Asheville, NC. I can’t wait for the Red Rocker! (I tried to get those Cabo tickets but it’s not in the stars for me this time. One day.

Enjoy, Barrelassers 😉

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BARRELASSIN’ TO BRET MICHAELS

It wasn’t too awful long ago that my Barrelassin’ Momma was doing this cute little jig at a Bret Michaels concert in Kodak, TN.

Who says your momma don’t dance?! My little momma is 74 years old, as I frequently have to remind people, and she sure dances! So much so that in fact, she’ll be dancing a jig at his upcoming show in Knoxville, TN. at Cotton Eyed Joes on Friday, September 30, 2016, and then again when he performs at Harrah’s  Cherokee Casino, November 19th, 2016.

This will be her second time seeing him perform at the Joe, however, in the past she has made me drive her as far as six hours to see him.

And that, my friends, is why we’re called Barrelassers!

Enjoy 😊

PANTS ON THE GROUND!

I assure you, you have not lived until you’ve traveled from place to place attending mostly Rock N Roll concerts with your  70 plus mother in tow (it’super fun!), but let me REALLY, REALLY ASSURE YOU, that you have not lived until your mother’s pants fall down at the airport while waiting to check your  luggage.



For starters we can all take comfort in knowing what a trooper and a great sport my seventy-four year old mother is. I always say I live the life of Lucy and she is clearly where I get my Lucy-ish lifestyle from.
Several hours before this photo was taken in San Diego, California, we waited at the curb-side luggage check outside in the pre-dawn hours at the airport in Knoxville, TN. where my mother, my daughter, and myself, were also waiting for my husband to park the car.

I suppose the three of us were hanging out checking our phones when I heard a yelp from my mother and my name called out by her somehow at the same time. When I turned my head to look her way, my mother’s pants were around her ankles and she was bending over with her bottom facing toward, not away from, but toward the groups of people being dropped off and exiting cars. Keep in mind, had she been facing the other direction she would’ve only shown myself and my daughter her bottom but no, not her lucky day apparently.
The backstory to this particular pair of pants is that they were my pants. She had spent the night with me the night before flying due to our early flight and was still wearing what she had worked in, and had forgotten the pants she had planned to fly in. I told her how comfortable she would be in these pants and loaned them to her.
When I ran over to help grab my mother’s pants off the ground and pulled them up, something wasn’t quite right. Not only were the three of us laughing with tears streaming down our faces because of the situation thus far, I had to tell her that she had the pants on backwards. The front/side pockets were in the back, and the back pockets were in the front, which also contributed to them not fitting properly in the back to begin with.
At this point we were left with no other option than to tie her sweater around her waist tightly to use as a belt of sorts. That, and lie down on the sidewalk and laugh until I cried of course. My teenage daughter was laughing but she couldn’t even look at us. My mother had tears streaming down her face and couldn’t even speak from laughing. Fortunately, my husband missed the entire episode!
Eventually we were able to get our luggage checked and get her inside to the restroom and at least turn the pants around. All she could say when she was finally able to speak again was, “They felt like they fit fine.”
Enjoy, Barrelassers’🙂

BARRELASSIN ROCK N ROLL MEME

Oh man! This has been on my phone for a few days just waiting to be turned into a meme. While I feel the need to be clear about it, I also can’t just let this opportunity slip away.
I don’t know if he was wiping sweat, sneezing, singing, or what was going on while I was dancing, but he wasn’t crying. Even though we were at a Heart concert and he absolutely adores both Anne and Nancy Wilson, and he would have had every right to cry, he was not. However, he is such a great sport and knows how to have a good laugh so…it belongs to the Universe now. You’re welcome, world. I have a few different ones to share but this one will get you through the night. Again, you’re welcome.

ROCK N ROLL MEMORIES

You can never make too many memories, especially with your 74 year old mother.

In one week my barrelassin’ momma has joined me for two more concerts. One being Maroon 5, because she likes that “Adam guy with those tattoos up and down him”, her exact words; and the other being the Heart, Joan Jett, Cheap Trick concert, for which we had to take a little road trip for.

She loves live music and she loves traveling so there’s no doubt  I get it from her. She’s great company and we enjoy every second of our rock n roll road trips together.

If you and your 74 year old mother have never embarked on a rock n roll road trip together, I suggest you get right on that! You, my friend, are missing out.