Two years ago today, I packed my car up in Pennsylvania and drove across this beautiful country to make a new life in San Francisco. No house, no job, few friends. In these two years I’ve met the most wonderful people, lived in every type of situation imaginable, and experienced more than I ever dreamed possible. I love you, San Francisco, but you’re too damn expensive. Today I landed an apartment in Seattle, and next week I will start making the move north. I have no idea what I’ll be doing up here and I can’t even begin to imagine what the PNW has in store for me. But I can’t wait to find out.
I have one free hard ticket to a good home for Dr. Dog’s show tonight at the Neptune in Seattle. It breaks my heart to miss the show but it will hurt even more if this ticket goes to waste. They are unmatched live. Hit me up. Go to the show for me. And please, please dance your ass off. drdogdaily
Another shot of Dr. Dog at the Warfield in San Francisco on March 1, 2014. Because you can’t ever have too much Dr. Dog.
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James Mercer playing with the Shins at BottleRock Napa, May 2013.
I met someone new the other day, a friend of a friend. As he asked me about my life, I found myself talking about music (which often happens).
"So you’re like, really into music?"
I’ve gotten this question before. Isn’t everyone into music? If you’re not “into music” what do you do while you’re driving? How do you celebrate and scream and just let it all out? Do you ride the bus without music, too? With nothing to distract you from the homeless lady across the aisle, wiping her nose before gripping the smudged metal pole and sipping a pounder out of her jacket? If you’re not into music, do you not put on a tailored soundtrack to walk to the grocery store or the coffee shop or even to work? Do you cry in silence, stress in silence, make love in silence? Or worse—if you’re not “into music” do you put on filler music? Empty, unloved songs, popular only because they sound like something acceptable, playing to cover up the sounds of tension and sex and time.
We’ve been given the tools to construct our own soundtrack. Whether you decide to take advantage of them or not, the sounds you choose—or the ones you allow to fill the empty spaces simply because it’s easy—become a part of your life. They influence your mood and infiltrate your memories. They enhance; they comfort; they awaken.
Do yourself a favor and get “into music.”
Today is my 25th birthday. I feel 12 and 50 all at the same time, which is strangely wonderful. Celebrating with the one and only Allen Stone at the Independent tonight! Here he is at Bumbershoot in 2013.
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