Last night I was able to cross something off my bucket list:
See Older Twin Brother in Concert
I got a glimpse of life back in the late 60s early 70s, when Rock Stars roamed the earth. These mystical creatures I only heard about and saw on youtube videos. The highest echelon of cool, a cool you either had or you didn’t. Commanders of the stage, and people we fascinated over in our day to day lives. Oh what it would be like to be a Rock Star, to be without a care in the world. I met a real life breathing Rock Star.
I need to invest in a camera!
Lenny Kravitz’s home coming.
I have been to hip hop, jazz, R&B, and pop-rock concerts, and they all have their own stage presence. Rock is no different. The way Lenny slung himself across the stage exuded Rock Star swag, and I’m not using the word lightly. For the two hours he was onstage, the man had an untouchable aura around him. I stood on the floor in awe!
Looking at the crowed from last night, Lenny should have named his latest album, “White, with a Fairy Dust Sprinkle of Black, in America” The largest concentration of black people were the people on stage. I swear the average age was about 42, because of outliers such as myself, median..I’d say 48. Clearly I was a double minority, but BOY did I enjoy myself.
The show opened with none other than R&B extraordinaire, Raphael Saadiq. Quick question…Does this man age?
Back to the music
You could tell that most of the crowd was there to see Lenny Kravitz, and I BET if I held a poll 89.76% of the attendees would shamefully NOT know who Raphael Saadiq was. The room was slow to fill, but as more people waddled in, the more animated Raphael got.
I think that my reading of Blue’s People by LeRoi Jones, facilitated my transportation back to the 50s era during Raphael’s set. He twisted and jigged all across the stage, and had people doing the soul clap all over the place. He strummed a very metallic blue electric guitar, playing songs off his critically acclaimed “Stone Rollin” and “The Way I see it”. He even got the crowed dancing to the Lucy Pearl hit “Dance Tonight”.When he went into his Blues set, it was game, set, match!
Raphael and his bassist went into a very elaborate play off. It was a very intimate feeling. You could have honestly placed them outside someone’s shack in the Mississippi bayou, surrounded by food, and familiar faces at one of those all night long jives. I am a Raphael Saadiq believer!
After a half hour intermission, and stage clean up, my older twin brother hit the stage, looking ever so much like the Rock god that he is. Last night I understood why Lenny always wears sunglasses, his stage light game is no joke.
From flood lights, beams, and strobe lights, I was blinded!
This was NOT Jesus's homecoming, it's Lenny's lights!
Lenny belongs on a stage. People are not lying when they say he has elaborate stage performances. Top Notch!
He played almost all his hits from across the decades, began with a few songs off his latest album, and ended the night where it all began, with “Let Love Rule”. The crowed went BALLISTIC when he sang “American Woman” and “Fly Away” and swayed when he went into “Flowers for Zoë” He mixed the ballads with the funk, rock with the groove, and through it all exuded the sexiness that he is. There is NO denying how freaking attractive Lenny Kravitz is, and onstage he radiates with ease.
He even had old women swooning. Highlight of my night (and envious moment too) a 60+ year old woman dressed in skin tight clothes and furry boots, found her way on stage and started dancing in the corner. Lenny made his way over there and just grooved with this woman. He engulfed her in his arms and just swayed. At the end she opened up her arms looked up to the heavens and free fell into the crowed and the security guards took her away. I was FINISHED!
At the end of the night I was DETERMINED to see my Older Twin Brother close up. So I went to the venues back door and waited about 30 minutes, and it was WORTH IT!
I was unable to take a picture, but he was signing autographs. I only had my printed ticket and my passport, and when you are told give me your passport, you listen, and the result is:
Ironically signed below my Bahama's stamp (where his mom is from, and where he has built a recording studio)
Now I dont know if I will be able to return to Lesotho (or travel anywhere for that matter)
Thankfully this passport is about to run out of pages soon 
