Archive for October 8, 2011

Mat Kearney

For those of you who don’t know me…. a. why are you reading this blog?  You creepers.  And 2. I flipping love Mat Kearney’s music.  He recently came out with a new album, Young Love.  It rules.  End of story.  Go listen to it somewhere.  iTunes has pretty long previews available, I’m sure most of his songs made it on to YouTube and there are some music videos on there.

He’s coming to the Boston House of Blues in a month.  Naturally, I’m going.  Last time he came to Boston, I met him and got a picture.  That was flipping sweet.

This album is all about the get up and move style of music.  It makes you want to dance and get into the emotions of the music.  The story goes that he took stories from people he met and some of his own experiences for the influence in his songs.

Anyway, I listened to the new album non-stop for a week.  There are a couple songs I can stand to skip now but nothing makes me think, ‘ugh, this song?’  That’s pretty rare for me.  With almost 6000 songs to choose from on my iPod, there is always a reason to get to the next song.  I’m sure one of my faithful readers is thinking, ‘hah! 6000?  I got that beat no problem.’  I hope you appreciate the shout-out.

Since the album’s release, I’ve turned 3 new people on to Mat’s music.  They’ve all enjoyed it thoroughly and I hope they turned 3 people on to it.  Soon it will be like that movie with that ridiculous kid.  (By the way, the current main picture on that link looks like he got punched in the face.  Ha!)

I think that’s good enough for now.  Dinner is calling and I’m out of material.

Well, almost.

This one is heavy

I just want to warn you folks, this one touches on some pretty personal stuff.  I don’t really know how to get it out there any other way.

My grandmother is dying.  She had something up with her gall bladder and went to the hospital.  They did one procedure to get things working again and sent her home.  I knew it wasn’t good but I didn’t completely understand the impact of the situation until my dad told me.  It took me back a little, I didn’t know exactly what to do.

We’re in Maine this weekend and I’m noticing all sorts of changes.  She gets tired very easily and forgets things easily.  She repeats comments after a few minutes.  She sleeps later and seems to be comfortable so it’s not all bad.  When she’s uncomfortable, she will adjust herself or ask for something to be adjusted.  It’s nothing I want to think about too much but it’s also difficult to avoid.

My dad keeps saying it’s important to make sure she’s happy and comfortable.  So we’ll keep plugging along.  As long as she’s happy, we can all be happy, too.

I think I’ll go work on something more exciting now.  Maybe another post coming soon.

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