Tasting Colors and Seeing Sounds

I love live music. For me, there’s nothing like it. When you’re invested in a particular band or artist, it makes it that much better.

As I’ve written before, Lee and I are huge fans of Sister Hazel. In many ways, the music of Sister Hazel helped bring us together. When things got really tough for us that first year we were dating, Hazel played a large part in keeping us together.

It’s hard to explain the power, passion, and emotion that goes into watching your favorite band play your favorite songs. Couple that with being surrounded by the friends you love, the very people that make up your music family, and it’s absolutely magical.

We had the privilege of catching Sister Hazel tonight for the 55th time (yes, we’re those types of fans), and it never ceases to be fun and exciting and amazing. My life has been transformed because of their music and the community of fans that music has created. I can’t imagine where I’d be without Sister Hazel, and I am so glad I’ll never have to find out. 

Here’s Lee’s and my favorite song. It is in so many ways “our song.”

181/365 SMB OMG

Part of what makes my life so blessed is how I am able to fill it with live music. Every now and then, I get to make the leap from fan in the audience to friend of the performer. Such is the case with the Sarah Mac Band from Tallahassee, FL.

Three years ago, Lee and I were introduced to their music at Rock by the Sea. A year later, as volunteers for the event, we got to share a house with them during the event. Whenever they made their way to the Tampa Bay area, we made it a point to attend their shows. Now, after having invested of ourselves in their craft, Lee and I are fortunate to call Sarah, Clare, and Charlie friends.

And tonight we got to partake in that friendship as SMB played the intimate and deliciously quaint Hideaway Cafe in St. Petersburg. In addition to experiencing some amazing music – both tracks with which we were already familiar as well as new material from their upcoming new album – Lee and I got to share some time afterwards with the three band members.

It was a wonderful evening that could have been made better only if Charlie had played in a doo rag and with his chain wallet in full display.