My two sisters, bro-in-law, a good friend and I saw BarlowGirl on October 4. Mandy and Aaron bought Kase and me tickets to see them for our birthday. That's right, BarlowGirl. I would like to take this time to give props to LeAnn for getting me hooked on these girls. There's nothing like divulging in a little chick rock once in a while-make that Christian chick rock. But it's not just their head-boppin tunes and memorable "yeah yeah yeah" taglines that gets me going; it's their hearts. The show was more than just a concert and rockin' music: it was a time of worship. Hands were raised, heads were bowed (in between banging from side to side) and hearts were touched. Musically, my only "constructive criticism" would be for the girls to mind their tempos and to urge their sounds guy to make sure their voices are clearer throughout the whole venue. Other than that, it was a very sweet night.
Moving onto work...ugh. It's definitely our "busy season." It's hard to believe that is really is beginning to look a lot like Christmas. Except we're not aloud to promote all things religious, so I guess it's beginning to look a lot like...holidays. Bleh. I am definitely most grateful for my job, but I have to admit that I have been caught researching possible places for vacationing.
Family time. I don't really want to go into details because I'm flat-out pooped from talking about it, but there was a pretty good scare involving my father on Monday. Let's just say that some medical geniuses diagnosed him with a pretty serious malady, and shipped him over to the other side of the state, where another medical genius slammed everything the previous genius had diagnosed, and then diagnosed that he didn't know what was wrong. Confusing much? Exactly. That's what we're left with as of now. A big fat HUH? Anyway, Pops is doing well, all things considered. Thanks to those who prayed.
That's all I can think of for now. Oh, and I sold a couple more of my guitars for a decent sum. But as for now I am holding off on the PRS hunt.
