I was almost on my way out of House of Bricks, bolting anxiously from a setting where I inevitably feel like everybody's party-crashing mom. I'd attended an informative event put on by the Greater Des Moines Music Coalition about getting your music played on the radio--check archive info at www.DesMoinesMC.com. With my page and a half of notes in hand, and my twenty minutes of polite networking out of the way (which, while scary, was enormously valuable and positive), I was ready to return to my age-appropriate, non-metal-friendly, bluesified comfort zone.
"Wait, " a perky voice chirped, thwarting my first exit attempt. "aren't you that lady, you know, the one who sings?" In shock, I turned around to the pretty and earnest 20-something, and discovered that it was the sister of Mike Pfaff of the Dirty Little Rabbits, a person I'd consider more likely to be a fan of Hinder or Nickelback than Lady Blue. I'm still eating a bit of crow from that assumption based on her sweet praise and encouraging words.
Off I went again on my second attempt to leave, and I hear from the other side of the room, "Hey, you're that singer!" I went to the friendly young man, this time giving my stock response, "If you thought she was awesome, then it was definitely me." In shock again, it was none other than Ty the drummer from Dirty Little Rabbits, who gave me a heaping helping of ego stroke, that came across as incredibly sincere. Who've thunk it? These 2 fellow music lovers gave me a smile, and taught me a little lesson that I of all people ought to know by now: that music, like love, is NOT bound by the chains of "age-appropriateness". So let's all be open to expanding our musical, as well as our relational, horizons.
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