Early Day....part 1:

I’m a musician. I love music. I am very blessed to be able to play and that I have awesome parents that have encouraged that talent. I’m not saying or proclaiming my standing among other players. What I am saying is that God has given me the ability to play and parents to support me. I say this all as an introduction to why today was an early day.

Last year, the school did a song writer’s night and I played guitar for a guy on campus (Jason DeRoche). We planned to do something different this year for that night. Jason had a song that he wrote and he wanted to play it with a full band. Being that he knows how I play and likes my style, he asked me to help him out with it. There was only one problem.... Song Writer’s Night is this Thursday....and we’ve practiced together twice.

In a mad rush to get the chapel to actually practice... they decided that the best practice time is at 7 AM. You have to be joking me.... I’m not even civil at that time, let alone having to get ready and being awake. To top that off, they wanted to meet at 6:45 for breakfast... I woke up at 6:30.... was there for breakfast at 6:34.....no one was there. I was thinking to myself at 6:45.... “is this their form of a sick joke?” Soon after, J showed up.... but no one else....

“Is this their idea of a sick joke?”

We went and woke up Woz... a freshman and our drummer (Paul Wossula... don’t think it’s the proper spelling) and headed down to the chapel... guess what.... it’s locked.

“Is this their idea of a sick joke?”

The cleaning lady opened it up after we spent about 5 or so minutes standing in the foggy cold. A few minutes later Woz showed up.... and 15 minutes after that Laura showed up apologizing for being late and explaining that she had not slept well because she was crying out before the porcelain thrown at 5 am.

All things said.... practice was tight and it sounds good. So this Thursday night “Until We Have Faces” will take the platform.


To be continued....