“Working hard for something we don’t care about is called stressed; working hard for something we love is called passion.” -Simon Sinek
I hope all is well. If I’m not mistaken, these pictures were taken over a month ago. My husband treated our mothers and myself out to a reggae concert featuring Bob Marley’s band “The Wailers”.
Did you know that there’s only one original band member left? True, he was all over the stage playing his guitar. Unfortunately, we were unable to get a picture of the original member yet we did get “Dreadie” another guitarist in the band, whom was taking pictures between sets. He was fun.
The crowd was explosive and hype, diverse in gender, age and ethnicity; “One Love”. People were dancing in the aisles, singing out loud and waving there hands; it would seem everyone knew all the words to his old songs.
The art displayed throughout the venue was wonderful. We were on the north side of Chicago, Old Town School of Folk Music, you’ll see more pictures and artwork below…
I really wanted to go on stage, which I would’ve done if my mothers weren’t there. I can’t get kicked out with parents watching, disrespectful, oh but I was SO tempted.
I’ve gone on stages several times before, just to experience the thrill (I know, issues and opportunities) but couldn’t afford to be bad that night😔😶
Yes, my king is very tall or 🤔😔maybe I’m very short.
My other riders! You see there coats, nice right? Really love my mother in-loves army green lace jacket and hat.
After the concert we all were starving. So we had TACOS. They were absolutely delicious, can’t remember where the place was located but we waited in the car for my husband to bring them and we commenced to eating.
Those were some of the best tacos, I believe it was almost MIDNIGHT when we ate them.
We didn’t care…
Hey, do you like reggae and tacos? Lol, I’d like to know…
Until next time nzuri, thank you for stopping by; now go style YOU!