Big Rockin' Daddy
He jammed out a few super cool bluesy numbers, all tunes I can recall him casually strumming throughout my youth. It was heartwarming and nostalgic and all that...
But more importantly, this event marks the second time a parent of mine has been on stage at this venue in a little over a week, which was definitely unexpected but totally awesome (you may remember my mom's enthusiastic rendition of "These Boots Are Made For Walking" at my birthday party last Sunday.)
If you really sit down and crunch the numbers, it means 100 percent of my biological upbringers are shameless hams (and in turn solves the mystery of where I picked up that endearing trait...)
I texted this epic picture of my dad on stage to my best friend, Rianne, and she said "I think the Jensen's missed their calling in life... you should have been the Partridge Family."
And she may be onto something.
I'd be willing to bet the handful of us (including my sister Rachel on tambourine, brother Lars on bass, Dad on guitar, Mom on "backup" vocals, and me taking the lead with my often screeching karaoke-styled-singing) could make something of a musical super group.I only wish we would have thought of this before we lost our drummer.

5 comments:
this post was awesome...until it made me cry.
I like how you can see the motion of his foot. Show's he was gett'n down!
Ditto what Rachel said.....
Do love the picture of your dad! I miss you guys!!
lol, you threw your mom under the bus as "backup" vocals.
OMG clare, this made me cry.....
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