Day 10 — Someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to
Hey People I Know From Local Shows,
Brainstorming ideas for these letters, I jotted down names beside each day, first thought kind of things, and most are unanimous or short, but then, this one was like: Kyle, Frank, Zack, Heather, Lacie. These people are you, People I Know From Local Shows. And it continues: Stephen, Ashley, Erik, Keaton, Derek, Tulo, Mike, Kyle, Dave, Annie, CJ, Ben….
It’s not easy to write a letter to someone you don’t talk to as much as you’d like to. It’s even harder when it’s to three dozen people you know from loud bars and garage shows.
But, it’s also super hard for me not to write this letter, if that makes any sense, because on one level, you have impacted me in some way, with your music, and/or even just your company of being there. It’s like In The Face Of War says, “We've all been drawn together by one common theme, by one common need.” It’s that connection that brings me back, even to see a band I’ve seen fifty times, or when I feel too out of place or something.
I’ve basically grown up with you, in a weird, I-know-you-like-your-name-and-the-bands-you-shout-the-loudest-to kind of way. Many of you met me when I was a chubby, pale 14/15 year old with spike bracelets and Dickies pants. Part of it might be an appreciation of the fact that you even talked to me then.
It’s not that I want to be best budz or party animals together, but it’s a curiosity I think of wanting to know more about how you live and the thoughts your head holds. It’s also jealousy, obviously. Many of you are pals and have inside jokes and go drink on each other couches, and sometimes, it feels like that might be nice. Also, most of you are cool musicians or knowledgeable music people, and I’m not.
I’m not even saying you’d like me now, or that I’d like you in those other situations, but I can’t help but think, it might be nice to try.