i’m with the band
It’s possible, that because of my Army-brat-background-fueled-need-to-move-every-2 years, that I become extremely attached to certain acquaintances because I know our time is limited and I want to live it up. Or it could be my sensitivity & love for (most of) human kind which allows me to bond with some folks easily, even if only on the surface. I can be in extreme like with someone without knowing too much about them and often don’t have the pressing need to know more.
It’s a fast paced world and I’m a busy woman. And there are far too many interesting people out there to meet and befriend, so I’m just fine with having no-muss acquaintances.
It just so happens that most of them happen to be musicians, writers, or of the artistic sort. In other words, I’m a big f*ckin’ groupie.
Saturday night I trekked out to Abbey Road in St. Pete to see a couple of such bands/musicians I love dearly and unconditionally: Nessie, Rebekah Pulley and the Reluctant Prophets, and the Human Condition.
It amazes me when quality shows don’t draw huge crowds. But the small turnout makes for an easy night with no worries and music that is better than most. And especially time for bonding with acquaintances I adore for no good reason.
Like Scott Harrell.
I’ve been reading him since I got off the plane here a year and a half ago. I met him for the first time last summer at an MNF event. Last month, part of my sign on bonus at the Loaf was getting to be his co-worker. For about 3 and a half weeks. He’s since moved on his merry new way.
I know nothing about the man that he hasn’t written about himself. Still, I was ecstatic to see him at Abbey Road.
“I miss you,” I said.
“You don’t know me,” He said smiling.
I looked at him puzzled. “So?”
Some people don’t get it.
Sure, one of my top 10 things to do in this life is to be understood, loved, and valued for who I am. And I am lucky enough to have such a person in my life who invests the time it takes to discover all of these things about me.
But my idols are all human, largely local, with messy desks and bad habits that don’t concern me. I’m not desperate to be a part of their lives, only eager to let them know that they have been a part of mine.
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January 15th, 2007 at 10:20 am
“Sure, one of my top 10 things to do in this life is to be understood, loved, and valued for who I am.”
Best of luck with that, Dawn. Hopefully you’re not thinking “…by my employer.”
January 15th, 2007 at 10:26 am
Just heard a clip of Nessie on their website. Those guys are way better than at least half the junk played on 97X. Best of luck to them. If this is an indication of how good local bands sound, I need to get out more often!
January 15th, 2007 at 10:44 am
Yeah C.W, being on commercial radio has everything to do with the business of music and nothing with the quality. It would be great to see you out at a show!
January 15th, 2007 at 11:58 am
“I miss you.”
“You don’t even know me.”
That was sweet of you.
January 15th, 2007 at 12:56 pm
It was all in fun. I was a step away from “I love you, man”, and I hadn’t even been drinking.