I met one of the Lumineers (roadies? guitar tuners? helpers? guys? I have no idea what his title was just that he helps them with their instruments) when they were here in Boise, Idaho. We had a great conversation about music in general and I was incredibly embarrassed to admit I didn't really know who the f*%# they were.
I know now, of course, and I've heard their music many times I just didn't know their name or really anything about them.
Anyway, I picked him up from where they were staying downtown and took him out to a local music shop, presumably to buy some incomprehensible somethings from the shop. Because I drive one of those "stranger Ubers".
If you ever come to Boise, I'll try to get your ride and prove we're not all strange. 😉😂
Thank you so much. That means a lot coming from you. Music has always been part of how I remember places and people—and, well...everything—so its place in the stories is kind of unavoidable.
Y'all oughta road trip down to Tifton for the Grown Up Book Fair we're attending. I'm not sure what else Tifton has to offer, really, but a road trip is a road trip. : )
The first time I ever heard that song, I was lost in the middle of nowhere in little corner of North Alabama/North Georgia—with a wonky GPS—freaking out because… well I was lost. It was after dark, I’d missed dinner, had no idea where I was staying or where the little restau I was trying to find was. Neither did the GPS know, it seemed.
And my phone battery might have been… low.
I got the to my destination very late and they’d already stopped seating. But they took pity on me, invited me to the porch, served me hot soup and hot cocoa. The chef jumped on a makeshift stage and started playing music. It ended up being one of the best nights of my life and I love the Lumineers. :)
I met one of the Lumineers (roadies? guitar tuners? helpers? guys? I have no idea what his title was just that he helps them with their instruments) when they were here in Boise, Idaho. We had a great conversation about music in general and I was incredibly embarrassed to admit I didn't really know who the f*%# they were.
I know now, of course, and I've heard their music many times I just didn't know their name or really anything about them.
Anyway, I picked him up from where they were staying downtown and took him out to a local music shop, presumably to buy some incomprehensible somethings from the shop. Because I drive one of those "stranger Ubers".
If you ever come to Boise, I'll try to get your ride and prove we're not all strange. 😉😂
I’ve been to Boise a few times. It’s beautiful out there.
Well, we’re glad to have you! 🥔🥔🥔
loved this. you’re a really great storyteller. I love the way you weave music into your writing.
Thank you so much. That means a lot coming from you. Music has always been part of how I remember places and people—and, well...everything—so its place in the stories is kind of unavoidable.
Y'all oughta road trip down to Tifton for the Grown Up Book Fair we're attending. I'm not sure what else Tifton has to offer, really, but a road trip is a road trip. : )
Sounds like a great trip! I have fond memories of singing along to 'Ho Hey' in the car when my two boys were wee little lads.
The first time I ever heard that song, I was lost in the middle of nowhere in little corner of North Alabama/North Georgia—with a wonky GPS—freaking out because… well I was lost. It was after dark, I’d missed dinner, had no idea where I was staying or where the little restau I was trying to find was. Neither did the GPS know, it seemed.
And my phone battery might have been… low.
I got the to my destination very late and they’d already stopped seating. But they took pity on me, invited me to the porch, served me hot soup and hot cocoa. The chef jumped on a makeshift stage and started playing music. It ended up being one of the best nights of my life and I love the Lumineers. :)
People being good to one another.
Sounds like an adventure! :)
It was a great adventure!!