I worship this guy. The undisputed God of Guitar. Songwriter Extraordinaire. And the world's hottest 60 year old. Rawr.
Take that guitar out of your lap so I can sit there, please.
Richard Thompson is exactly my type - a self-deprecating, extraordinarily talented Englishman whose mischievous grin makes me weak in the knees. We drove from Ashland to Santa Cruz, CA to listen to him play a two hour show. It was worth every penny, every minute.
Professor X introduced me to his music when we lived in upstate New York 15 years ago. I became a very enthusiastic disciple. During our year in Ireland, we flew to England to catch several of his shows and the kids loved him. When I saw that RT wasn't playing anyplace remotely near Portland, but he was in northern California, I decided to piggyback the trip on to our Ashland adventure. And we presented the tickets to Prof. X as his Father's Day gift.
Because I am selflessly thoughtful like that.
His music is unlike anyone else's. His songs are brilliant. Some, like Dad's Gonna Kill Me, about a soldier in Baghdad, are overtly political. Others, like The Sights and Sounds of London Town, are awesome commentaries on the human condition. The melodies are deceptively cheerful; the lyrics have a very dark side, a bitterness. He's like the best chocolate mousse ever. Sweet but complex. His skill with a guitar is unparalleled. I hope he lives forever.