We all have icons that we look up to. Ones that inspire us or that touch our hearts with their talents. There are icons in sports, music, religion, movie, artists, writers and so many more that, in some way, touch a human heart and soul with magic.
And there is a small window of opportunity for many of us to be able to meet and somehow thank those icons for providing that spark in our lives. For inspiring us to new heights. For giving us a bit of hope to hold on to in life. For touching our souls with a bit of that magic for just a small moment. Though for many, that moment never comes.
That opportunity came for me this weekend.
It began as a simple trip to Wendover, Nevada. I had an opportunity to see a group of musicians that have inspired and moved me for the better part of the last thirty years. A favorite childhood band of mine.
I grew up exposed to classic rock, session musicians, and what has been dubbed the “singers and songwriters” era of music. Musicians who wrote and performed music with powerful messages. Music that told stories.
Enter… Toto. One of my favorite bands of the last three decades. A group of musicians that have left their imprint all over the modern rock and pop culture scene. Not only have they written and performed Toto music but they have lent there talents in writing and musicianship to many other popular artists of today. There talents have reached the world on so many platforms.
So when the opportunity came for me to see them in concert in Wendover, I jumped at it. It was something I couldn’t pass up.
However, the reward proved to be more than just a performance of epic proportions. But also an opportunity to meet one of those icons I speak of. A brief moment in time when the hustle and bustle of the world came to a stand still. I had the complete honor of meeting a guitar legend, an icon, a hero of sorts and thank him for sharing his talents with me.
Words cannot completely express or describe how amazing and incredible it was to meet Steve Lukather of Toto. His talents in music and writing are an inspiration to me. And meeting him only solidified his status as a true music icon to me.
The best part? The impression that he left on me. He was no different than any other “regular joe” on the streets. In fact he treated me like a friend, another one of the guys. He took notice of me, just another guy making his way in the world.
It’s moments like that, where an icon becomes more… a hero.
The events of this past weekend will be forever impressed upon my mind and heart. Time stood still for a few moments.
And a legend touched a heart and a life… mine.