Never tough that I would attend a Dolly Parton concert, given my distinct dislike of bluegrass, "rock a billy" and the like, but did I enjoy this cute as a pie, energectic performance froma great dame of country adn western.
Over two hours and ten instruments later, Dolly schmoozed a sedate but appreciative audience made up mostly of baby boomers, some gay men and Tom and I! One of my favourite songs growing up was showcased in a set containing, Island in the Steam and Working 9 to 5 that song being:
The outfits were typically rhinestone clad and Dolly's amazingly small waist was on show. One of 12 children, brought up in the Smokey Mountains, Dolly's father was illiterate and was so proud of the career that Dolly carved out for herself. And she is still going strong, all these years later.
Thanks to Tom Bunn for the tickets and the evening of heartfelt and warm songs.
Here you Come Again
Islands in the Stream
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