On Wednesday evening, Husband and I were at a meeting where someone we haven’t seen in awhile showed up. The things a person can learn while listening to a guy who has lived most of his life working the corn and soybean fields. I would like to say more, but I didn’t ask him if it would be okay, and there is a confidentiality clause when we have our get togethers.
Let’s just say that being with a good friend is a nice way to pass the time.
When we got home, there was a note from Chris saying the band was in Bloomington at IWU radio station WESN. He wrote that we should Tune In at 10:30pm.
Well, I was tired enough already, so I got ready for bed. While doing so, I turned on the little radio that sits on the stand, and adjusted the dial. Sure enough, the announcer gave a little pep talk, then the guys began to play—Live over the airwaves!
Having heard the practice often enough, I could see with my mind’s eye all the fingering and know who next would be stepping up close to the microphone.
They played a couple of their usuals, then they joked a bit with the Announcer. Sounded like a bunch of fellas who are good friends having a good time. Except for that little while, they were not in my living room, they were on the set of a radio station! The inside jokes, the finishing each other’s sentences. These are guys who spend much time together and do alright about it.
There was one song I haven’t heard before, and the singer seemed a bit nervous. I thought because of being Live on the Radio—why, the whole county could be listening!
This morning, I told Chris it should become one of the standards, what a heartbreaker of a song. They are still working on it. Music and lyrics and practice take a bit of detail.
Such talent is growing hereabouts. College classes, the paycheck jobs take up so much time and energy. There will come a day and opening for fame and fortune. Sooner rather than later, eh?