Brothers 2

Last Friday we were invited to go to an event organized by the art meander. This event was a concert put on by a band called brothers2 in Watson, Minnesota. Watson was the closest city to our Airbnb so we went. Watson is a small town so we thought we could find it easily. We stopped at a small convenience/liquor store. Some of my companions wanted to buy some beer. We walk into the convenience store. We asked the woman where the beer was. She told us we had to walk around the building and go in the other day. All five of us file out one door and into the other. There we see the same woman at the counter. All she had to do was walk through a curtain from one store to another. We bought the beer and got back into the car. We wondered where the town hall was. As the headlights came on one of the women mentioned the unusual stripes on the building ahead of us. We all peer at the building and see the words Watson Town Hall. We drove across the street and park in front of the hall. As we walked up the steps and in the door we put $20 in a jar as a good will offering. In the town hall we see 20 tables set up with folding chairs around them. This room was once a gym for the one room school house in Watson. A basketball net hangs above the door we came in. At the other end of the room is a stage with velvet curtains and an easy chair and other boxes. In front of the stage at floor level are two men playing guitars and singing. They sang songs from the 60's,70's and 80's. They were good musicians. Some people were singing along. They invited a woman up to the front to join them. She sang several songs that she had written. One song was about the grief she felt when her husband passed away. Before she sang she told us that any life event that leads to a good song isn't all bad. We sat and chatted with the very friendly people at our table. We listened to music for a couple of hours. We learned that the restrooms were on the stage. Eventually I had to make my way up to the stage to use the bathroom. As I came out the group was singing one of my very favorite songs "Dream A Little Dream Of Me." I waited on stage behind the curtains and sang along while mourning the death of Cass Elliot who had one of the most beautiful voices I had ever heard. As we left one of the woman who sang on stage came up to me and said she enjoyed watching me sway to the music as she sang. She was the wife of the mayor of Watson. We walked out the door and the two brothers waved good by to us. Rain fell on us as we squinted through the windshield trying to find our turn off the highway. We were all glad we went to this concert on Friday.