Friday night date night was a wonderful success; one of the best ones we’ve had.
We arrived in Roswell two hours early, and after wandering around empty parking lots and back roads we ended up at Roux on Canton, a tiny restaurant/bar with tall chairs, handmade lights, and excellent food. I had the crab cake sandwich, Ry had some kind of chicken sandwich with jalapeno cheddar grits, and we both shared the fried pickles. Way too much food, but delicious nonetheless.
We then tottered back to the venue, super full of yummy food, and found great seats a few rows from the stage. Joe McGuinness opened; as always, he put on a great show with solid guitar work and lovely lyrics.
Before the fun.
And then here comes Justin Townes Earle, looking like a country badass, a Nashville-esq John Lennon, all dressed up in a white linen suit and brown loafers, sans socks. This was my first time seeing him, Ry’s second, and he lived up to all the hype I’ve been hearing for the past three years. His guitar work was magical, his between-song commentary witty and smart, and his songs a damn home run.
The perfect date night. I love my man. And, Justin Townes Earle. Of course.
I just realized that I have no Dire Straits anywhere in my music collection. This is an oversight that must be remedied immediately.
Reader, what is a glaring mistake that you feel you should have fixed many moons ago?
While driving to get Ry tonight, I had the windows down. The air was flying about, whistling in my ears and throwing my hair into my face. It was a lovely night. However, no matter how I searched, there was no music on the radio to match this kind of night. None. And we all know that nights like that need music. It’s not complete otherwise.
Finally, as I’m getting off the interstate, I switch to classic rock…and Queen. Yes! I yelled, not caring who in the cars around me heard. Queen is the definition of epic. Freddy Mercury was one of a kind. And Bohemian Rhapsody sang me all the way to the mall, and Ryan.
Readers, what band makes youholler in happiness? Share it below.
I’m tired of being a half-assed musician. Therefore, I’m going to improve.
Here is a comprehensive list of the instruments I will heretofore teach myself, with the aid of the lovely, lovely internet:
- Bass guitar
- Electric guitar
Let’s do it.
I’m feeling all wanderlusty again lately. I want to learn French and fly to Paris, or Italian and tour Italy’s countryside.
First, though, I’d have to conquer my fear of flying. Luckily, that’s on the list.
I want to go jogging, rock climbing, biking, and Warrior Dashing. I want to play frisbee and tennis with Drej, Sarah, and Ryan. I want to play music in lots of different places, and explore my city in a new, grown-up light. I want to go tubing, swimming, and get Lasic so I can open my eyes underwater without worrying that my contacts will slip out.
Tonight, however, I’ll settle for coffee and TV. You gotta have time to plan these adventures before you jump in.
How are you spending your Friday night, readers?