Letting go

If you ever read these words you’ll know who it’s from. I can’t express enough the guilt and pain I feel for the way I treated you the two (ish) years we spent together. You treated me like a true queen and always listened and respected me— the true ME. And for that I thank you. I wish I could’ve been the person I am right now, back then. I was emotionally immature and lacked the communication skills I need to function in a relationship.Now with 2 kids I realize how terribly I treated the only person who was crazy about me— I truly felt your love and it was unlike anything I’ve ever known and I’m not sure I’ll ever feel it again. So thank you for loving me— even when I was unlovable. I truly wish you the most happiness in the world.

Globe Hall

Finally some relief after being stuck in a 90 degree house with a broken AC unit for 3 days.

We head to Globe Hall for some live tunes. It’s a small and intimate venue, but nicely decorated with with a variety of artist murals and paintings.

Arriving a few minutes early I pick out one of their specialty drinks, a Huckleberry Mule that I’ll return to repeatedly throughout the night. Nows the best time to check out the merch booth and I find a shirt depicting the hanged man tarot for IV and the Strange Band, Hank William III’s sons musical endeavor.
When my partners friends Charles and Drew show up we congregate on the patio to socialize before the show gets kicked off. I pass a joint around that I stashed for the occasion. We talk Burning man and what it would take to set up a camp not this year but maybe later on down the road as a future experience we’d like to plan for.

Volk heads up the night with an immediate approval from the crowd. Nashville is coming in hot with that little ladies big vocals and wham bam thank you ma’am on the drums, with her guitarist keeping the high energy and complimenting the duo with his own gritty vocals.
I notice a fellow in a blue shirt hanging out near the front of the stage most of the night with a clown nose and the back of his shirt says Sorry in bright white.
Boys from The Goddamn Gallows are also mingling in the crowd. I don’t talk to them but I enjoy just sharing the space.

Next up is IV and the Strange band and they keep the momentum going. Also hailing from Knoxville, they’ve also got that good twangy sound that I love.

The Goddamn Gallows are up but they have some heavy news, their bassist Fishgutzzz up and left hours before the show , so they gotta do a little improv. The first quarter of the show really shows off Jake Orvis skills ( who’s solo stuff I’d listened to for years but I just now made the connection that he’s in the gallows.) Hunter from the strange band comes in to supplement on bass and he does a great job. Other members from the other two bands come in to cameo on a few songs and honestly it’s great, the energy is vibrant and wild in the face of what must have been a very challenging loss for our boys on stage. The crowd showed them all the support and I feel like everyone left having had a good time. Not to mention I was under a giant fan the whole time and the cool down was just what I needed.