| here i sit to kill time with two hours until we play. tonight its the grape st pub in manayuk, which is really cool venue, in a hip part of the city. its hurry up and wait, so i am waiting. very much has been going on in life as of late, i have just over two weeks until i get married, working on our house, working, playing shows, deciding on where to record a album and where, magically, the money to do so will come from. the simple solution is God, but my thinking about how that works might be different than whoever reads this. i think that we should pray for wisdom, i do believe God can do miracles, and who knows? maybe someone could show up at our door with $15K and that would be great! but we are going to pray and most likely be taking out a loan for the money, i think that is faith. faith that since God has allowed us to use whatever talents he's given us to pursue our dream, and that he allowed us to be born in a place where we could do so, we are going to put in the work. 3 years into this and i thought it wouldnt take this long to get to this imaginary place called "success"...still working, and i thank him for the opportunity and the patience he has with my silly definitions. i have to go change my strings now.
....after the show....
so apparently during our sent i made a young woman cry. it was a girl's birthday and she was a bit tipsy and wearing a crown. right as we were about to start a song she walked up to the stage and said to me, "can you singame a berfday song?", i just kind of passed her off and said, "no we dont do that". i may have said it with a little attitude, but, to my defense, i cannot stand when drunk people talk to me on stage. i wouldnt show up at your work, drunk, uttering nonsense to you. i realize the situation is slightly different, but still, we're not a party band with a stupid name like 'big orange cone', or 'mr greenjeans'. i didnt think much of it until afterwards another person there told me i made that girl cry. i could take this moment to act very contrite, but in truth, being completely transparent, i am not. she will not remember the night, or our name, tomorrow morning. |
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| so i wanted to make comments on bryan allain's xanga but i couldnt without a profile, so now i have one. what am i to do? i already have a band myspace, a personal myspace. so much soul baring to do....
myspace.com/jonathandecker
myspace.com/themintonline
im listening to NPR on itunes right now |
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