We saw Billy Joel in concert last night.
I had never seen such perfection, such beauty and energy in a performer. The voice hasn’t changed a bit! There wasn’t a single song I didn’t like, not a single mistake, not a sign of weariness. I almost cried when he sang ‘Honesty’… and it was only the third song!
After the concert we were left speechless, in a dream-like state. Had this been real? Aren’t we still occupying two seats in the Tokyo Dome, waiting for something to happen?
Or maybe we had actually been awake then, only to go back to a troublesome sleep full of strange nightmares. If so, how fortunate of us to have that voice lingering in our heads!