When I love something I LOVE it and I want YOU to LOVE it too.. For instance if I want to go to a concert....Say, oh I don't know (she says with a smirk) Corey Smith... I don't want you to go with me if you don't know anything about him.. In fact I don't want you to go with me just because you want to.. It's not enough for me for you to want to go. I want you...to want to go.. for YOU.. I want you to want to go because I know if you know Corey like I do you will want to because it will change your life.. No really, I believe that.. Every experience changes your life. Now you may think I'm "friends" with Corey Smith.. I am not.. Well he doesn't know me (tho he does follow me on twitter, lol).
You see, probably five years ago a friend did like he always did and sent me 5-7 "new" to me artist that I needed to listen to.. Whenever I was with this friend he and I would talk about music like we were in college talking about random life events because we had nothing else to discuss and that was enough for me.. So, at some point life got busy.. we had more and more kids and we never sat down with this couple as adults anymore... every once in awhile he would text me some singers or I would say "hey it's been awhile, you have anyone I need to know?" and sure enough to this day he aways has a couple that resonate with me.. This time it was Corey.. I quickly realized that I was NOT in high school and God wasn't messing with me and making me think "omg he wrote this song for me.."as I listened to song after song on youtube. I, at this point was mature enough to know (insert another smirk) that I "got him" because we had had the same life experiences though his demons are different than mine.. He is from the south, we go to the same beach, were close to the same age, had similar college experiences right down to the sports excitement and now we were trying to figure out how to take these experiences and live our adult lives.. WE did not know each other and our paths had never crossed except at the concerts I paid to see him sing (and I know those don't count).
Until one day our paths not only crossed but they intersected, my husband has a friend and got us into this meet and greet to meet this man that had so "understood" me. I was so excited. We had to take the kids, I mean by now they knew MOST of his songs.. Had to take some friends that did not have the want to.. want to go but did for me.. We are in the Hard Rock in Nashville and arguably the best writer (not to mention singer/guitarist but that is NOT exactly my pull to him even though I love it too).. THE BEST WRITER in my mind since John and Paul, or Bob, or Kurt walks very unassumingly into the room.. And we begin to chit chat. Talking about his soon to be released first video.. and his touring and random randomness.. I didn't want to seem like the stalker that I was so I refrained from asking things like.. "what makes you write the things you do? Why are you so real? Why do you share so much? How does your wife feel about all this?" I was playing it cool as we started talking about him buying his wife an Explorer because he wanted something bigger put wasn't ready for a van... Yeah I know the feeling.. And that's about the time my friend that had come with us and my most prized song writer started talking about the bathroom at the Hard Rock and which stall they liked to used.. Really?? Really? I am at this monumental moment in my mind and we are talking about vans and potties?? I so wanted to have a "sit down" and ask these "why" questions that I ask everyone I know and right at that moment I realized why.. The why is because THAT is what he knows about, what he believes, what he feels, the why is that we are all the same and we just want to find the people we are the same "with"...
I remember this special time that the same friend and his wife that went with us to meet Corey came to my house. My husband had been out of town all week, the kids were sick (shocker), it was just the worst week and suddenly before bedtime one night they show up. She says "go get your shoes my husband has a surprise for you, don't worry I'll watch your kids." So I go get some shoes, didn't bother to look at my pj pants and Corey Smith t-shirt that probably had lots of lovelies on it. I walked outside and he said "Get in your driving".. I was like "what"?? He works at the local luxury car dealership and had brought a convertible Mercedes to my house and told me to drive and he turned the radio up really loud and said, "nope go faster"... It was 10 minutes.. 10.. but it was one of the BEST gifts of my life.. THEY said in those 10 minutes.. "I know you, I care about you, I want to give you something you can never ever have..." (and no it wasn't the convertible tho that I cannot have either because I chose children) an experience in a $100,000 car just because I you matter...And he knew that the best feeling in the world to me was music, wind, and knowing ME... That's all I've ever wanted from anyone in my whole life.. 100% truth, honesty, and to do it in a way that "GETS ME".... Looking back, if I had had on my Louboutins and my Burberry bag (because that Hermes bag is kinda like that convertible, a nice thought but I chose children) I think that might well have been one of the top experiences of my bucket list that I didn't even know I wanted..
We often tease this friend that works at the dealership.. He gets more "gifts" than anyone I know.. Who takes their luxury car to get worked on and gives the guy a gift card, a pie that their grandmama made or an ipad?? Well I think I finally have it figured out.. That video this morning was right, they don't do it for him... They probably think they do.. But they don't.. They do it for themselves.. They like how he makes them feel when they are there. That is the ONLY reasonable explanation.. I don't know anyone who will part with money on something they didn't want to fix anyway then come baring gifts.. Something about being around certain people or places or things make you feel good about who you are and we all want more of that.. Much like the Corey song.. "Every Dawg" about the Georgia Bulldogs.. That song is NOT about a football team. It is about a feeling.. The feeling he got as a child watching them win (or lose) the feeling he still gets.. It's not something you can tangibly name but in a song you can "see" it..
He says:Just got my tickets in the mail, andSeptember's coming fast, and I can hardly waitThey say these guys, they might take us all the wayAnd, if they do I'll be flying highAnd, there'll probably a happy tear in my eyeRain or shine, I'll be yelling "GO DAWGS" from the twenty yard line
**** and that is how I feel when I see him sing....:) I like the way he makes me feel.. even on a bad day...
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