Standing on a giant block of concrete that was anchoring part of the stage at Freedom Fest, I felt like I was dreaming. No more than 20 feet away stood John Fogerty, a musical hero of mine since I was a kid, and through my telephoto camera lens, he looked even closer, and then when it was time for a guitar solo, he swaggered my way, looking right at me and grinning.
As a card-carrying press photographer, I had the best “seat” in the house, at least for three songs. As Fogerty ripped into the first song — “Travelin’ Band,” the first in a long line of Creedence Clearwater Revival classics he would play — I couldn’t believe how great he sounded, both as a singer and as a guitarist.
His voice sounded every bit as strong as it must have when I saw him fronting Creedence back in 1972, on my 12th birthday, and his guitar work was undoubtedly better, thanks to years of nearly constant dedication to improving his six-string skills. How could he be rocking this well, 45 years later?
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