{"id":47655,"date":"2018-07-25T08:34:53","date_gmt":"2018-07-25T14:34:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thelocalvoice.net\/oxford\/?p=47655"},"modified":"2018-07-25T10:08:16","modified_gmt":"2018-07-25T16:08:16","slug":"the-view-from-the-balcony-the-kindest-cut-of-all-by-randy-weeks","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.thelocalvoice.net\/oxford\/the-view-from-the-balcony-the-kindest-cut-of-all-by-randy-weeks\/","title":{"rendered":"The View from the Balcony: The Kindest Cut of All by Randy Weeks"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">A couple of weeks ago I injured the index finger on my left hand. That\u2019s a problem for several reasons. First, it\u2019s hard to type with a splint on a finger. Secondly, I\u2019m left-handed. Thirdly, I play guitar right-handed. My concerned (nosey) friends wanted to know what happened. I told them that I\u2019d cut my finger on a Diet Coke can. I lied. Here\u2019s what really took place.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">I had the honor of playing in a dear friend\u2019s memorial concert at Duling Hall in Jackson. Since I typically play for an audience of three\u2014me, myself, and I\u2014I was as nervous as Little Bo Peep in a snake pit to be in front of a full house of amazing musicians. But I agreed. That\u2019s what friends are for.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">They placed me in the line-up right after Mark Knopfler. It was a special segment called \u201cIntermission.\u201d The lights were so bright I couldn\u2019t see the audience, but I knew that the show must go on, so I started playing a few of my melancholy ballads. That\u2019s my expertise. The house was so quiet you could hear a proverbial pin drop. I knew my songs were good, but I had no idea that I\u2019d have the crowd so enthralled. When I finished, they were so blown away they couldn\u2019t even applaud.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">Next up was the entire cast of the show for a 45-minute jam session. As I was walking off-stage Eric Clapton and Eddie Van Halen blocked my exit. Elton John jumped up on top of his piano and screamed: \u201cGET BACK, HONKY CAT\u201d. McCartney joined the chorus: \u201cGET BACK JOJO!\u201d I returned to center stage. What else was I to do?<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">Paul McCartney lambasted the audience for not giving me the respect I deserved, then Cat Stevens led a brief meditation for the people to refocus their spirits toward kindness. I was appreciative, but embarrassed, and started to leave the stage again.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">Clapton stopped me and put a blue pill in my hand. He said, \u201cHere, Weeks. Take this. It\u2019s from the ashes of Robert Johnson and Jimi Hendrix. So I took it. Washed it down with some Old Crow that Carlos Santana handed me. The music kicked in and so did the Johnson-Jimi. Before long I was playing licks I\u2019d never even dreamed of. Eddie Van Halen took my Taylor acoustic and handed me a Fender Stratocaster. I\u2019d never played electric before. Dylan started in on \u201cAll Along the Watchtower\u201d then nodded to me for a guitar solo.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.thelocalvoice.net\/oxford\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/finger-splint.jpg\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"640\" height=\"480\" class=\"size-full wp-image-47660 alignright\" src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.thelocalvoice.net\/oxford\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/07\/finger-splint.jpg?resize=640%2C480\" alt=\"\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">My fingers weren\u2019t my own. They blazed up and down the neck of the guitar in a blur. Over and over and over again I drove it home until the high E string sliced into my left index finger. Blood was pouring out but I was on a roll. I could feel that Johnson-Jimi mojo. The last thing I remember was being on my knees, my guitar on fire, playing like a banshee. They tell me that I finally collapsed due to the loss of blood, but the standing ovation went on until well after the paramedics hauled me away.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">I woke up in a hospital bed in the middle of a direct, multiple blood transfusion from Clapton, McCartney, Dylan, Knopfler, and the rest. They said, \u201cYou killed it man, but you almost killed yourself. We\u2019ll never give you Johnson-Jimi\u2019s again. You just have too much hidden talent. But we <em>are<\/em> gonna to give you a piece of us to take with you.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">When the transfusion was completed my new friends said, \u201cTonight was awesome, dude! Awesome!\u201d Then they all squeezed my shoulder in brotherhood and left\u2014except for Dylan. He pulled a chair close to my bedside and handed me his guitar. \u201cTeach me uh how ta un huh un huh un huh one of those ba-hallads, Weeks.\u201d So I uh huh did.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">My finger has healed and my mediocre guitar playing has returned. But I\u2019ll never forget the night I rocked Duling Hall with the best of \u2018em. Their blood runs through my veins and I know that they\u2019ll always have my back. So that\u2019s the story of how my left index finger was injured. Believe it or not. Truth, as they say, is stranger than fiction.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-size: 14pt;\">\u2026And that\u2019s the View from The Balcony.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A couple of weeks ago I injured the index finger on my left hand. 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