June 17, 2009...3:12 am

My date with Elvis Perkins

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Have you ever been in love with someone’s music that it felt like they were holding your hand while playing it?  Not that each song was written for you, but creating the lyrics and music in a perfect marriage for your ears, you feel the music so much.. almost as if they are right there with you as you listen.  Listen to the sweet vocals as the carry over acoustic guitars, melodies, harmonies, drums….

Elvis Perkins opened his set (not counting the beautiful acoustic set he played b/c the opening act didn’t show) with the song “How’s Forever Been Baby”, which starts off slow, like a casual walk down by water.  One of my favorite songs from his album Elvis Perkins in Dearland.  The show started off like a kiss and ended with getting to know & impressing all your friends.  It was a brief and beautiful relationship. I can still feel the embrace of the music,  similar to a lingering smell that stains your clothes and hair after a night of hugging and kissing.

I have a very large school girl crush on Elvis Perkins & as he walked through the bar with no one noticing him, I couldn’t bring myself to say anything, stretch out a hand or even accidentally bump into him.  I sighed like 14 yr old high school crush standing against my locker.  The show was beautiful, maybe 50-75 people filled the venue (if that).  The whole experience felt personal.

After the show I looked back stage, saw him, waved & he waved us back.  Funny thing about being who I am now and still having school girl crushes on musicians.  They don’t really mesh well anymore.  Before I would’ve been more daring, perhaps encouraged an outing at a bar.  Instead I raised idle chit chat, didn’t tell him how beautiful I think his music is or how it’s moved me to tears at the right moment.  I nervously looked at my phone for the time thinking “shit, my mom is babysitting I should get home”.  I laugh because that’s who I am now, that’s my life.  And when I got home and climbed into bed, Maggie woke up and said “oh I forgot to give you a hug when you got home” and she gently fell back asleep in my arms. I couldn’t think of a better way to end such a wonderful evening.

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