Best. Performance. Ever.

I'm not a real "concert person." I knew plenty of people in high school and college that would scour ticketmaster like vultures, and then drop a few hundred bucks for the priviledge of driving 10 hours to see someone sing a dozen songs. This never made sense to me. Even in the height of my high school Billy Joel obsession, I never saw him in concert - and I'm okay with that. Concerts tend to be a lot of hassle, and can easily dissapoint; usually you paid way too much money for a seat that is too far away, or - if you're like me - you start to grow increasingly uncomfortable with the "star worship" that is taking place. It's kind of creepy, and usually makes me feel very empty. And constipated. So maybe the two aren't connected.

All that to say, last night I saw Martin Sexton in concert at the Coach House in San Juan Capistrano with my wife and dear friend Andrew Brumme. Words cannot describe the talent, people. Martin Sexton gave the best live performance I have ever seen, and might have more raw talent in one of his boogers than I will ever hope to have in this lifetime. He was unpretentious, real, raw, and sang like a kid having the best time of his life. There were at least a dozen times when I sat in my seat with my jaw dropped in sheer disbelief at the beauty in the music. It was the kind of excellence that, rather than making me want to worship his talent, made me worship God - because I was in utter amazement that He could create a voice like that.

I really can't say much more, or I'd be cheating the experience. Although it's not the same, I did load some music from Martin's most recent album (Live Wide Open) into the stereo system for you to listen to. Just click here, or go look in the menu under "Living Room: Stereo System."

If you don't have time to listen to everything, be sure to catch "Black Sheep" and "In The Journey."