This weekend one of my life-long friends got hitched to his soul-mate. It’s been a long journey for him, as for most of us, and I’ve been around for a lot of it. We met in 2005, or 2006, or some similar strange mid-2000’s hazy year full of pop-punk MTV afternoons and Dashboard Confessional albums. We met through our love of music, which isn’t all that strange. We met through MySpace, which is a little strange.
I was a sensitive guy playing sensitive songs on my sensitive acoustic guitar and he was doing the same in some other cookie-cutter house in the Dallas-Fort Worth metroplex. In between emotional set lists played for absolutely no one behind the closed bedroom doors of sleepy suburbia, we would both surf the MySpace world of local “artists” and swooping haircut photos. It was only natural we would stumble upon each other eventually.
I can’t remember who sent the first message. It isn’t important. But it was friends at first “send”. But look, this isn’t a wedding celebrating the merits of our bromantic friendship. (We can table that idea for an event at another time.)
Here we are, over a decade later, and he and his beautiful bride asked me to play a song at their wedding. A specific and very important song to their relationship. So, of course, I said, “I do.”
Unfortunately for me, I was unable to make it the 1200 miles back home to be there and actually follow through on my promise. So instead, I made a cheesy video and posted it to YouTube.
I hope the gesture, Josh and Brenda, is well-received. Brenda, welcome to the family. And Josh, get to playing those instruments again. It’s time we started posting videos like the old days. I’ll look for your video song response in the coming weeks. In the meantime, enjoy your honeymoon and I’ll see you guys when I see you. Enjoy the Hockey Teeth.