Now as a writer, everyone once in a while, you write something on the page and it happens in real life.
When my husband and I were walking around the Warped Tour, we passed by a small stage. We I got there, a crowd of about twenty girls and one guy were enthralled with the band. I paused because the music was cute and catchy. But when I looked up at the stage, I realized exactly why these girls had stopped. EVERY MEMBER OF THE BAND WAS HOT.
Seriously how was that possible?
See the girl with the brown ponytale and glasses. Every time the lead singer looked at her she swooned. Literally. In my 33 years I've never seen a swoon in real life and it happened two inches away from me.
About one song in, I decided I needed to know exactly who I was listening too. So I checked the program the name of the band is Phone Calls from Home.
The lead singer kept looking out to the crowd and smiling, not this I'm a cool rocker and I'm smiling to get you to fall in love with me (because that would have worked too) But something was making him happy, like he was shocked it was really happening.
|How freaking dreamy is this guy? Seriously the only word in the English language that fits is dreamy.|
Here's the thing... for me, this was EXACTLY what I wrote (or meant to write). The thing that only happened in my head was happening in real life, right in front of me.
By the middle of the set, I had stopped being a passer by and committed to being a FULL FAN... and that was BEFORE the bass player did a super cute stage dive and the crowd caught him. Which he seems genuinely surprised when it happened.
At the end of the set there were at least 200 people and the lead singer announced they were doing a signing and we should follow them. And we did. He lead us like a piper. By the time I got there, the crowd looked like this:
I waited in line, and behind me was one of my former students, sort of my worst nightmare.
Anyway I bought a tee shirt, a poster, a CD and a bracelet for $25. The band signed my poster and I told them, "dudes, I wrote a book about a band just like you guys... by the end of the book they were playing the Main Stage."
The lead singer looked at me ,right in the eye after taking a long drink of water and said, "let's hope your book is non fiction."
Then at the age of 33, I swooned.
They don't have a wikipedia page, only facebook and twitter pages. But according to their bio on facebook:
"We are Phone Calls From Home. We play music with the intention of helping people. We have found that a lot of bands have hopes of being rich and famous, or hope that they can play their instrument as a career. We have higher hopes than that. We want to use any fame or success we get to influence people in a positive way. Teens today have a hard time growing up. They struggle with boredom, depression, peer pressure, their parents, and themselves. They look for happiness in any outlet they can find and try too hard to fit in. We want to make it easier for them by giving them someone they can relate to and understand. Through our music, our advice, and our lives, we want to teach our fans to be happier and help them find more purpose in life.
That’s Phone Calls From Home. That is what we are about. If you agree with what we are doing, support us: come to shows, and be a fan. If you don’t agree, be a fan of the music anyway. Either way, smile. It’s your life, be happy and be who you want to be."
Dave Place - Bass/Vox
Zack Gowan - Guitar
Danny Stockman - Drums
Jason Vieira - Guitar
Seriously, are you swooning yet?
Wanna see more pictures? How about this one?
You're in love, are you?
Now hear their music:
Yes, you are in love with them now, aren't you?
GO FORTH MY READERS AND BUY THEIR MUSIC!
You can get some of their albums on amazon. ( But I had a hard time finding the most recent album Live. Love but you can get it on iTunes.
Support smaller bands, like you would support a debut author.
Music is like writing a book that you can hear. OK that's stupid, because a book you can hear is an audio book. But you get my point.
Sometimes as a writer, magic happens. Sometimes as a musician magic happens. The best part of my summer was watching the magic happen before my eyes.