I’ve been dreaming of the road…

That may not be the best picture in the world, but it gives me chills every time I see it.

My friends’ band, Black Mountain Symphony, was in Portsmouth last weekend to play the Seacoast Fringe Festival. While the festival itself was poorly managed, it was great to hang out with Annie, Bear, Bill, Rollz, Orion and Charlie. I got to see them perform two out of the three nights they were scheduled to play, because they didn’t get into Portsmouth on time Friday night. Saturday, we took the band up to the Nubble Lighthouse and then treated them to lunch at Bob’s Clam Hut. There were so many great things about the weekend… just watching Bill, Rollz and Bear screw around, the cries of “No Homo!”, getting to know Annie better and not being surprised by a common thread in our backgrounds, learning Bear’s real name… and the music. It’s always about the music - the personal relationships are a huge bonus. A very huge bonus. I know I’m super blessed to not only have their music in my life, but the band members as well. Being able to hang out with them is such a privilege and I can’t ever forget that.

Saturday night, after the show, we went back to where they were staying and hung out for a while longer. As is the norm for musicians, it wasn’t long until the instruments came out. They played “Upstate” and “Stop Stopping” acoustically… The picture was taken during “Upstate” which is one of my favorite songs. Like I said, chills. There’s something magical about seeing them hanging out and playing just because they wanted to. It was magical in Dele-Vegas and it was magical in Eliot, ME.

*sigh*

I wish Albany was closer…