Live music is making its way back to the northern San Francisco Bay Area.
My sister and I took a ride out to Petaluma to look through the thrift shops. I heard there was a band playing out in Tomales, so after taking a walk around Petaluma, we headed out through the coastal grasslands, passing cattle ranches and dairy farms until we reached the small town of two hundred people and sizeable farms.
At the William Tell Hotel, the oldest saloon in Marin County, we ordered seafood chowder loaded with mussels and clams, salad, and cheesy garlic bread. I tried the Lavender Mule, vodka with ginger beer, lavender infusion and lime. The jazz brass soul band Spike Sikes and His Awesome Hotcakes began playing. This is one of the best bands we’ve listened to this year. A whole lot of soulful energy and good music.
People were dancing, shaking their booties, and smiling all over the place. I’ve never witnessed so many flirtatious sixty year olds in a while. You could smell the scent of musk perfume wafting around the dance floor and it wasn’t the cows.
My sister and I haven’t worn the Jovan scent of musk since my teenage boyfriend came to pick me up while my girlfriends and I were getting ready to go out on a weekend night back in the 80’s.
My sister remembers him walking in the house waving his arms crying out “Oh my God, it smells like a French Whorehouse in here.” My sister laughed so hard, she fell on the floor.
After listening to several songs, the coastal breeze picked up and we decided to get ready to go. I hesitated wanting to listen to one more song. Holding a five dollar bill in my hand ready to drop in the tip jar, the band started playing a tune I’ve never heard, before. A bluesy song called Flamingo Pink.
Those of you that have been following me for a while may remember how the symbol of the Pink Flamingo has been playing through my life the last few weeks.
Here’s the clip from this evening, the band playing Flamingo Pink.
I’ve been writing a lot about symbols and synchronicity lately.
When you pay attention to what’s happening around you, there is a story unfolding.
By the way, I wore a flamingo pink blouse this evening. I forgot I was wearing it, until my sister pointed it out.
The Pink Flamingo spirit animal looks like she is sticking around for a while.
“Glimpsing the coincidences, then, and beginning a dialogue about them openly without falling into negative interpretations are the first steps in living our new spiritual awareness. Yet it does not take long for more questions to come. If the synchronicity we perceive is evidence of the operation of a spiritual force in our lives, why have we in Western culture ignored these mysterious events for so long? And why is an awareness of synchronicity surfacing now, at this moment in time?” – James Redfield, The Celestine Vision