It was a sunny afternoon in Primrose Hill. I waited in the library office for the audience to arrive. The radio played rock music in the background. My equipment was set up ready for the concert to begin. All I had to do was walk out, plug in and roll. The rest would be the passing of thirty-seven minutes of time. Time enough to fill a room full of questions and answers.
Conversations begun to buzz from the room outside. A variety of people had come from a variety of places. Music had brought together people from different walks of life. There were the retired ladies from the local community, waiting patiently in the front row. At the back of the seating area, several of my friends looking towards the makeshift stage. And fanning out from the centre of the seating area, a wide range of listeners connected to my work as a guitar teacher.
I looked at the music on the stand. Opened up the first page. Closed my eyes.
Picture takene by Jolene at Dan's Annual Guitar Concert 2016 (07/02/16)