Notes:
We were introduced to Andrea Bocelli at a concert in Miami. Now the American Airlines Arena isn’t a night with Andrea in Tuscany…but the evening was memorable nonetheless. There are those that perform – and then there is Andrea Bocelli. A man in a league of his own. Several weeks later, I recall driving over the Miami causeway out to Key Biscayne. It was a blistering summer, Sunday afternoon. The sun roof was open. There was acqua blue velvet water glistening all around me. Warm tropical winds rushing through the car. And Andrea belting out this song. Andrea and me on Key Biscayne…fantasy island.
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Years ago, I’m walking back to my hotel on a sultry Friday night in Tokyo. Its been a grueling week. I’ve been away from home for several weeks. I’m dragging. Friendly, safe country – but never quite at ease among strangers, away from my own bed. I don’t recall the year. I don’t remember the hotel. But, I do remember this unforgettable Kem tune drifting out of the lounge. I slump into a soft, cushy chair along the window and order a drink. I ask the bartender if he wouldn’t mind playing the song again. He indulges. And I proceed to be immersed by “Love Calls” while I watch the Tokyo evening pass me by. It feels like yesterday…
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