Anyway, I have always had music around in one way or another. I used to lay awake at night growing up listening to the local radio station CKDK hoping that maybe the next song would be a good one. Maybe. And that's why I spent my youth falling asleep in a state of frustration.
I played music loudly in my room and sang unabashedly as if performing before the most grateful stadium audience, cheering wildly. And I attempted to learn the guitar. Less successfully as a teen (but that was the instructor's fault... What 15 year old in 1978 wanted to play Bobby Vinton songs???) and slightly more so now as an adult. I know that musical talent is not a gift I possess but I don't enjoy it any less because of it.
So it was with a great sense of glee that I found out (via text from my Youngest) that my latest favourite band was coming to a very nearby, small venue to play in the summer. Yes, Mumford & Sons is playing Simcoe, Ontario.
I'll wait here while you Google Simcoe, Ontario.
Small, huh? Wouldn't that be a great show? Fantastic band and true grassroots venue; I was thrilled. Until I logged in to purchase my tickets and found it was sold out within 30 minutes.
And disappointment ensues.
But wait... This is a tour... There has to be other stops nearby, right? So off I go a searching and lo and behold, Troy. Ohio.
I'll wait here while you Google Troy, Ohio like I did. Small, grassroots venue. SOLD! I can picture myself now, regardless of weather, dancing and singing with the rest of the crowd to songs that have brought strangers together and made them instant friends. It is an amazing thing to stand in the midst of former strangers sharing something you all know and love so completely. I can't imagine ever getting tired of that.
Now, here's the kicker. Two tickets. Bold for a single gal, no? The way I look at it. I have six months to find a date.
Hey, it could happen.
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