It's not a Friday night without a little Opry and Little Jimmy Dickens and his familiar jokes: "...Doc says, 'You've got a suppository in your ear.' / 'Now I know where my hearing aid is!'" Admittedly it's starting to wear a bit thin the third consecutive Friday having heard it. But it's live and there's something special in that, something special knowing that on a stage in Nashville, TN there's the aging yet paradoxically ageless entertainer.
It's not dissimilar to the feeling you get when you hear your favorite song on the radio rather than on a CD - it's more special to hear it on the radio because you feel its perishability. Once the song's over it can't be replayed. It feels "live" even though it's not, and you listen all the more attentively for its precious brevity.