Last night I had the joy of being about 30 feet from Bekka Bramlett at Wednesday Night Wags. I went along with a friend who loves her; I had never heard of her and was expecting the same old guitar ballad pick and grin. Yeah, not so much.

After witnessing such an artist, I may never be impressed with any other live performance from anyone ever again.

I really don’t have words for it. The woman just exudes song from every single part of her body. Every part — arm, left hand, pinkie, ear, toe, eyebrow…

I wish I had a music link to share, but I can’t seem to find any and the videos on her site don’t do her justice.

At any rate, if you are ever in Nashville and want to see the real thing — track down Bekka Bramlett and be prepared to walk away in awe.