Meeting Jackie Greene's Mom

Went to see Jackie Greene tonight up by Vacaville with my brother and his dad. There weren't many people. It was all folding chair seating and someone wanted to save four seats in front of ours and left us with the task of keeping guard. I jokingly said "I'll just tell them that it's for Jackie Greene's mom." The guy said "That's a good one," and walked away.  

No one took the seats for a while and we saw the guy in a seat closer up.  We almost gave them away, doubting anyone was coming. But as you can guess from the title of this here piece of literature, it was indeed saved for Jackie's mom!  I wasn't quite sure at first; my leads were that what appeared to be Jackie's little twin hugged her and that she had that same kinda sad puppy look in her eyes as the one in Mr Greene's.  I was almost certain by the time he started and she proudly bobbed her head to every song, like it was just one long nod of satisfaction.  

I mustered up the courage: "So me and my brother here have a bet.." etc etc...I told her that her son was a huge inspiration to me. She asked what me and my brother's names were and shook our hand and gave us the pleasure for a few moments.  Nice nice lady...asked if we were have a good time.  Of course we were, he's a goddamn madman whirlwind of talent.  I wanted to tell her that her son's songs inspire on crappy days and ask if he annoyed her til the morning with endless playing, but I didn't.  I wanted to leave her with a good as an impression as she left me so I chose not to bother her.  

The power of a good mother, eh?