Tina and I were looking to forward to seeing Donovan tonight at the Bergen Performing Arts Center in Englewood, New Jersey - part of his Sunshine Superman 50th Anniversary Tour. Actually, that's about my least favorite of his songs, but "Jennifer Juniper" and "Wear Your Love Like Heaven" and its recitation of gorgeously unusual colors are among my all-time favorite songs, period.
So we were really looking forward to this concert. I even passed up a dinner with some Fordham University colleagues - which I actually enjoy - to go see Donovan. We even arrived uncharacteristically early, and had a delicious dinner at the nearby Pintxo y Tapas restaurant.
Then we walked over to the concert hall. The place was deserted. We found out why: Donovan had cancelled. He's ill. Email had gone out, while we were sipping some scrumptious soup in the restaurant.
But here's the coda. We walk back to our car, are just about to pull out, when another car parks in a little in front of us. A couple emerges, and I could just tell that they're on the way to the Donovan concert. Whether they had been sipping soup somewhere, too, or for whatever reason, they hadn't seen the email. So I tell them the concert had been cancelled - to save them a walk in the rain - because Donovan had taken ill.
"Oh my God!" the woman said. "The last time I was at this theater, the concert was suddenly cancelled, too! It was for Lou Reed. He was ill - and you know what happened to him!"
Oi! I certainly do. I'm hoping that this woman and the Bergen Performing Arts Center aren't locked into some kind of jinx. It's a good diabolical story - "The Dybbuk of Bergen County" - but I'd rather hear Donovan sing. I hope he's soon back in the best of health.