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Zac Brown Band
BMO Harris Bank Center
Rockford, IL
Friday
2/7/xxxx
7:00 PM
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California Mid-state Fair Grounds
Paso Robles, CA
Wednesday
7/16/xxxx
7:30 PM
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Harrah's Cherokee Resort Event Center
Cherokee, NC
Saturday
3/29/xxxx
7:30 PM
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B Center (formerly Regional Special Events Center)
Murray, KY
Saturday
2/8/xxxx
TBD
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It is easy to see, in conclusion, why Dickens felt his novel to be a 'tragi-comedy' (24). Poor Pip yearns to be a member of his rural, working world, but finds he cannot because it ignores the realities of the modern world and has no notions of 'higher things.' He would like to be genteel like Miss Havisham and Estella, but finds himself incapable of their aristocratic coldness. Similarly his depth of understanding and compassion forbid his becoming a capitalist. None of the urban lower class choose their position, and it has little if any appeal to Pip. But he also finds himself somewhat disturbed by the unreconciled double-sidedness, sort of unconscious division common to his friends of the working class. The novel ends a tragedy according to classical definitions, because Pip ends unreconciled to any of his options, an aloof, solitary bachelor. To be sure he obtains work with Clarriker and Co. and his comrade Herbert, visits Joe and Biddy and 'young Pip,' and comes to an understanding with Estella, but he is somehow in a greater sense, alone.Many years ago, the few readers of radical Abolitionist papers must often have seen the singular name of Sojourner Truth, announced as a frequent speaker at Anti-Slavery meetings, and as travelling on a sort of self-appointed agency through the country. I had myself often remarked the name, but never met the individual. On one occasion, when our house was filled with company, several eminent clergymen being our guests, notice was brought up to me that Sojourner Truth was below, and requested an interview. Knowing nothing of her but her singular name, I went down, prepared to make the interview short, as the pressure of many other engagements demanded.When I went into the room, a tall, spare form arose to meet me. She was evidently a full-blooded African, and though now aged and worn with many hardships, still gave the impression of a physical development which in early youth must have been as fine a specimen of the torrid zone as Cumberworth?s celebrated statuette of the Negro Woman at the Fountain. Indeed, she so strongly reminded me of that figure, that, when I recall the events of her life, as she narrated them to me, I imagine her as a living, breathing impersonation of that work of art.I do not recollect ever to have been conversant with any one who had more of that silent and subtle power which we call personal presence than this woman. In the modern Spiritualistic phraseology, she would be described as having a strong sphere. Her tall form, as she rose up before me, is still vivid to my mind. She was dressed in some stout, grayish stuff, neat and clean, though dusty from travel. On her head, she wore a bright Madras handkerchief, arranged as a turban, after the manner of her race. She seemed perfectly self-possessed and at her ease,--in fact, there was almost an unconscious superiority, not unmixed with a solemn twinkle of humor, in the odd, composed manner in which she looked down on me. Her whole air had at times a gloomy sort of drollery which impressed one strangely.?Well, honey, de Lord bless ye! I jes? thought I?d like to come an? have a look at ye. You?s heerd o? me, I reckon?? she added.?At last I got sold away to a real hard massa an? missis. Oh, I tell you, they WAS hard! ?Peared like I couldn?t please ?em, nohow. An? then I thought o? what my old mammy told me about God; an? I thought I?d got into trouble, sure enough, an? I wanted to find God, an? I heerd some one tell a story about a man that met God on a threshin?-floor, an? I thought, ?Well an? good, I?ll have a threshin?-floor, too.? So I went down in the lot, an? I threshed down a place real hard, an? I used to go down there every day, an? pray an? cry with all my might, a-prayin? to the Lord to make my massa an? missis better, but it didn?t seem to do no good; an? so says I, one day,--??O God, I been a-askin? ye, an? askin? ye, an? askin? ye, for all this long time, to make my massa an? missis better, an? you don?t do it, an? what CAN be the reason? Why, maybe you CAN?T. Well, I shouldn?t wonder ef you couldn?t. Well, now, I tell you, I?ll make a bargain with you. Ef you?ll help me to git away from my massa an? missis, I?ll agree to be good; but ef you don?t help me, I really don?t think I can be. Now,? says I, ?I want to git away; but the trouble?s jest here: ef I try to git away in the night, I can?t see; an? ef I try to git away in the daytime, they?ll see me, an? be after me.??So up I got, about three o?clock in the mornin?, an? I started an? travelled pretty fast, till, when the sun rose, I was clear away from our place an? our folks, an? out o? sight. An? then I begun to think I didn?t know nothin? where to go. So I kneeled down, and says I,--?Then the Lord made a house appear to me, an? He said to me that I was to walk on till I saw that house, an? then go in an? ask the people to take me. An? I travelled all day, an? didn?t come to the house till late at night; but when I saw it, sure enough, I went in, an? I told the folks that the Lord sent me; an? they was Quakers, an? real kind they was to me. They jes? took me in, an? did for me as kind as ef I?d been one of ?em; an? after they?d giv me supper, they took me into a room where there was a great, tall, white bed; an? they told me to sleep there. Well, honey, I was kind o? skeered when they left me alone with that great white bed; ?cause I never had been in a bed in my life. It never came into my mind they could mean me to sleep in it. An? so I jes? camped down under it, on the floor, an? then I slep? pretty well. In the mornin?, when they came in, they asked me ef I hadn?t been asleep; an? I said, ?Yes, I never slep? better.? An? they said, ?Why, you haven?t been in the bed!? An? says I, ?Laws, you didn?t think o? such a thing as my sleepin? in dat ?ar? BED, did you? I never heerd o? such a thing in my life.??Pretty well don?t need no help; an? I gin up prayin.? I lived there two or three years, an? then the slaves in New York were all set free, an? ole massa came to our home to make a visit, an? he asked me ef I didn?t want to go back an? see the folks on the ole place. An? I told him I did. So he said, ef I?d jes? git into the wagon with him, he?d carry me over. Well, jest as I was goin? out to git into the wagon, I MET GOD! an? says I, ?O God, I didn?t know as you was so great!? An? I turned right round an? come into the house, an? set down in my room; for ?t was God all around me. I could feel it burnin?, burnin?, burnin? all around me, an? goin? through me; an? I saw I was so wicked, it seemed as ef it would burn me up. An? I said, ?O somebody, somebody, stand between God an? me! for it burns me!? Then, honey, when I said so, I felt as it were somethin? like an amberill [umbrella] that came between me an? the light, an? I felt it was SOMEBODY,--somebody that stood between me an? God; an? it felt cool, like a shade; an? says I, ?Who?s this that stands between me an? God? Is it old Cato?? He was a pious old preacher; but then I seemed to see Cato in the light, an? he was all polluted an? vile, like me; an? I said, ?Is it old Sally?? an? then I saw her, an? she seemed jes? so. An? then says I, ?WHO is this?? An? then, honey, for a while it was like the sun shinin? in a pail o? water, when it moves up an? down; for I begun to feel ?t was somebody that loved me; an? I tried to know him. An? I said, ?I know you! I know you! I know you!?--an? then I said, ?I don?t know you! I don?t know you! I don?t know you!? An? when I said, ?I know you, I know you,? the light came; an? when I said, ?I don?t know you, I don?t know you,? it went, jes? like the sun in a pail o? water. An? finally somethin? spoke out in me an? said, ?THIS IS JESUS!? An? I spoke out with all my might, an? says I, ?THIS IS JESUS! Glory be to God!? An? then the whole world grew bright, an? the trees they waved an? waved in glory, an? every little bit o? stone on the ground shone like glass; an? I shouted an? said, ?Praise, praise, praise to the Lord!? An? I begun to feel such a love in my soul as I never felt before,--love to all creatures. An? then, all of a sudden, it stopped, an? I said, ?Dar?s de white folks, that have abused you an? beat you an? abused your people,--think o? them!? But then there came another rush of love through my soul, an? I cried out loud,--?Lord, Lord, I can love EVEN DE WHITE FOLKS!??Honey, I jes? walked round an? round in a dream. Jesus loved me! I knowed it,--I felt it. Jesus was my Jesus. Jesus would love me always. I didn?t dare tell nobody; ?t was a great secret. Everything had been got away from me that I ever had; an? I thought that ef I let white folks know about this, maybe they?d get HIM away,--so I said, ?I?ll keep this close. I won?t let any one know.???No, honey. I hadn?t heerd no preachin?,--been to no meetin?. Nobody hadn?t told me. I?d kind o? heerd of Jesus, but thought he was like Gineral Lafayette, or some o? them. But one night there was a Methodist meetin? somewhere in our parts, an? I went; an? they got up an? begun for to tell der ?speriences; an? de fust one begun to speak. I started, ?cause he told about Jesus. ?Why,? says I to myself, ?dat man?s found him, too!? An? another got up an? spoke, an I said, ?He?s found him, too!? An? finally I said, ?Why, they all know him!? I was so happy! An? then they sung this hymn?: (Here Sojourner sang, in a strange, cracked voice, but evidently with all her soul and might, mispronouncing the English, but seeming to derive as much elevation and comfort from bad English as from good):--I put in this whole hymn, because Sojourner, carried away with her own feeling, sang it from beginning to end with a triumphant energy that held the whole circle around her intently listening. She sang with the strong barbaric accent of the native African, and with those indescribable upward turns and those deep gutturals which give such a wild, peculiar power to the negro singing,--but above all, with such an overwhelming energy of personal appropriation that the hymn seemed to be fused in the furnace of her feelings and come out recrystallized as a production of her own.It is said that Rachel was wont to chant the ?Marseillaise? in a manner that made her seem, for the time, the very spirit and impersonation of the gaunt, wild, hungry, avenging mob which rose against aristocratic oppression; and in like manner, Sojourner, singing this hymn, seemed to impersonate the fervor of Ethiopia, wild, savage, hunted of all nations, but burning after God in her tropic heart, and stretching her scarred hands towards the glory to be revealed.?Well, den ye see, after a while, I thought I?d go back an? see de folks on de ole place. Well, you know, de law had passed dat de culled folks was all free; an? my old missis, she had a daughter married about dis time who went to live in Alabama,--an? what did she do but give her my son, a boy about de age of dis yer, for her to take down to Alabama? When I got back to de ole place, they told me about it, an? I went right up to see ole missis, an? says I,--?Well, finally they got the boy brought back; an? then they tried to frighten him, an? to make him say that I wasn?t his mammy, an? that he didn?t know me; but they couldn?t make it out. They gave him to me, an? I took him an? carried him home; an? when I came to take off his clothes, there was his poor little back all with scars an? hard lumps, where they?d flogged him.?Well, you see, honey, I told you how I prayed the Lord to render unto her double. Well, it came true; for I was up at ole missis? house not long after, an? I heerd ?em readin? a letter to her how her daughter?s husband had murdered her,--how he?d thrown her down an? stamped the life out of her, when he was in liquor; an? my ole missis, she giv a screech, an? fell flat on the floor. Then says I, ?O Lord, I didn?t mean all that! You took me up too quick.??Well, I went in an? tended that poor critter all night. She was out of her mind,--a-cryin?, an? callin? for her daughter; an? I held her poor ole head on my arm, an? watched for her as ef she?d been my babby. An? I watched by her, an? took care on her all through her sickness after that, an? she died in my arms, poor thing!??No, ?deed! My name was Isabella; but when I left the house of bondage, I left everything behind. I wa?n?t goin? to keep nothin? of Egypt on me, an? so I went to the Lord an? asked Him to give me a new name. And the Lord gave me Sojourner, because I was to travel up an? down the land, showin? the people their sins, an? bein? a sign unto them. Afterwards I told the Lord I wanted another name, ?cause everybody else had two names; and the Lord gave me Truth, because I was to declare the truth to the people.?Ye see some ladies have given me a white satin banner,? she said, pulling out of her pocket and unfolding a white banner, printed with many texts, such as, ?Proclaim liberty throughout all the land unto all the inhabitants thereof,? and others of like nature. ?Well,? she said, ?I journeys round to camp-meetins, an? wherever folks is, an? I sets up my banner, an? then I sings, an? then folks always comes up round me, an? then I preaches to ?em. I tells ?em about Jesus, an? I tells ?em about the sins of this people. A great many always comes to hear me; an? they?re right good to me, too, an? say they want to hear me agin.?We all thought it likely; and as the company left her, they shook hands with her, and thanked her for her very original sermon; and one of the ministers was overheard to say to another, ?There?s more of the gospel in that story than in most sermons.?Sojourner stayed several days with us, a welcome guest. Her conversation was so strong, simple, shrewd, and with such a droll flavoring of humor, that the Professor was wont to say of an evening, ?Come, I am dull, can?t you get Sojourner up here to talk a little?? She would come up into the parlor, and sit among pictures and ornaments, in her simple stuff gown, with her heavy travelling-shoes, the central object of attention both to parents and children, always ready to talk or to sing, and putting into the common flow of conversation the keen edge of some shrewd remark.?Well, honey, I?s ben to der meetins, an? harked a good deal. Dey wanted me for to speak. So I got up. Says I,--?Sisters, I a?n?t clear what you?d be after. Ef women want any rights more ?n dey?s got, why don?t dey jes? TAKE ?EM, an? not be talkin? about it?? Some on ?em came round me, an? asked why I didn?t wear Bloomers. An? I told ?em I had Bloomers enough when I was in bondage. You see,? she said, ?dey used to weave what dey called -cloth, an? each one of us got jes? sech a strip, an? had to wear it width-wise. Them that was short got along pretty well, but as for me?--She gave an indescribably droll glance at her long limbs and then at us, and added,--?Tell YOU, I had enough of Bloomers in them days.?There was at the time an invalid in the house, and Sojourner, on learning it, felt a mission to go and comfort her. It was curious to see the tall, gaunt, dusky figure stalk up to the bed with such an air of conscious authority, and take on herself the office of consoler with such a mixture of authority and tenderness. She talked as from above,--and at the same time, if a pillow needed changing or any office to be rendered, she did it with a strength and handiness that inspired trust. One felt as if the dark, strange woman were quite able to take up the invalid in her bosom, and bear her as a lamb, both physically and spiritually. There was both power and sweetness in that great warm soul and that vigorous frame.Speaking of the power of Rachel to move and bear down a whole audience by a few simple words, he said he never knew but one other human being that had that power, and that other was Sojourner Truth. He related a scene of which he was witness. It was at a crowded public meeting in Faneuil Hall, where Frederick Douglas was one of the chief speakers. Douglas had been describing the wrongs of the black race, and as he proceeded, he grew more and more excited, and finally ended by saying that they had no hope of justice from the whites, no possible hope except in their own right arms. It must come to blood; they must fight for themselves, and redeem themselves, or it would never be done.It is with a sad feeling that one contemplates noble minds and bodies, nobly and grandly formed human beings, that have come to us cramped, scarred, maimed, out of the prison-house of bondage. One longs to know what such beings might have become, if suffered to unfold and expand under the kindly developing influences of education.
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Zac Brown Band
BMO Harris Bank Center (Formerly Rockford Metrocentre)
Rockford, IL
Friday
2/7/xxxx
TBD
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Resch Center
Green Bay, WI
Thursday
2/6/xxxx
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Huntington Center (Formerly Lucas County Arena)
Toledo, OH
Wednesday
2/5/xxxx
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James Brown Arena (formerly Augusta Richmond County Civic Center)
Augusta, GA
Friday
1/31/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Columbus Civic Center
Columbus, GA
Thursday
1/30/xxxx
7:00 PM
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UTC Mckenzie Arena
Chattanooga, TN
Wednesday
1/29/xxxx
TBD
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The Joint - Hard Rock Hotel Las Vegas
Las Vegas, NV
Sunday
1/12/xxxx
8:00 PM
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The Joint - Hard Rock Hotel Las Vegas
Las Vegas, NV
Saturday
1/11/xxxx
8:00 PM
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Zac Brown Band
Joe Louis Arena
Detroit, MI
Wednesday
1/1/xxxx
7:30 PM
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Joe Louis Arena
Detroit, MI
Tuesday
12/31/xxxx
8:30 PM
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Ford Center - IN
Evansville, IN
Sunday
12/29/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Bank Of Oklahoma Center
Tulsa, OK
Saturday
12/28/xxxx
7:00 PM
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Fedex Forum
Memphis, TN
Friday
12/27/xxxx
7:00 PM
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