So, the highlight of our Vday celebration was a concert Tom surprised me with tickets to. Peter Breinholt is such an amazing musician. For those of you who are not familiar with his work, he's kind of a local Utah artist, but a pretty big one. He's kinda folksy, and mellow.. and I adore him! Don't worry, I will include some of my favorites below.
Anyway, the concert was great! Ryan Shupe (another great local hero) and a couple other members of his
Rubber Band were there and they did some really fun covers, like 'staying alive' and a big 80's medley. They also played some of my very favorite Peter B originals. Including a Beatles cover of 'Here, There and Everywhere' one of the sweetest songs. I loved the concert, it was so amazing, we got really great seats and I think Tom even enjoyed himself most of the time.
After the concert ended we were walking out, and as we passed a side door, low and behold, Peter himself walks out! I had to stop. I handed my phone to Tom and worked up my courage and went over to talk to this musical genius I adore. This was probably a mistake... I cannot fully describe the idiot I then proceeded to make of myself.. but I will try.
I walked up to him, I'm sure with a love sick puppy scary fan face on, and the first words to come out of my mouth (i cringe now remembering it) were 'I.. Love.. You..'
I then kind of mumbled something about how I don't really 'LOVE' him, but his music.. but kind of dwinded off at the end knowing every sound I'm making is nonsense. I then searched my brain for someway to express how much I love his sound and how his lyrics speak to me, and how often I listen to his songs.. I open my mouth, and I kid you not, I honestly said 'Your music is the soundtrack to my life!' Can I please die now.
At this point Ryan Shupe came over to tell him something and I had both of this great musicians that I adore right next to me and I commanded Tom to take our picture. (see below). There was then some mumbling about how I had friends in a band that opened for them once.. they actually remembered the band and asked about one of the members.. of course my mind totally blanks on their name, (which I do know.. it's Quinn).. I finally realize there is now a line of much cooler people who can probably control what comes out of their mouths, standing right behind me, so i muttered a couple more 'you guys rock' and 'thanks for your music' before Tom drug me away..
Although I was a complete idiot, I'm still glad I got the chance to meet them. They were SO nice, especially Peter B. Thank you all for listening.
