{"id":20541,"date":"2018-07-17T06:00:33","date_gmt":"2018-07-17T11:00:33","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/brianjnoggle.com\/blog\/?p=20541"},"modified":"2018-07-17T06:00:33","modified_gmt":"2018-07-17T11:00:33","slug":"as-though-she-were-a-normal-person","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/brianjnoggle.com\/blog\/2018\/07\/17\/as-though-she-were-a-normal-person\/","title":{"rendered":"As Though She Were A Normal Person"},"content":{"rendered":"

As you might know, gentle reader, I like to flip through the society pages of the local slick and browse through the equivalent gallery pages of the Springfield News-Leader<\/em><\/a> because Springfield is a relatively small city, and I’ll often see someone I know attending some event.<\/p>\n

So yesterday, I’m scrolling through the gallery of people attending a recent Alison Krauss concert, and there, just like she were a mere mortal, was Erin Bode.<\/p>\n

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That is jazz vocalist Erin Bode. I’m not sure the photographer from the News-Leader<\/em> knows it.<\/p>\n

I’ve seen her twice in concert. Once at a little club in Clayton called Finale where I dragged my beautiful wife on a date night sans our only son at the time. The other was at the Old Trees annual musical festival, where I walked up without the family to catch a bit of her set. I got her 2006 album Over and Over<\/em><\/a> and listened to it, well, over and over in the office where I worked five flights above Washington Avenue.<\/p>\n