So, my last blog I was thinking about another guy. A guy who I'd already been out with before. And you all know who he is. He's the infamous date #3. Mr. March.
For those of you who don't remember who that is, he is the one that took me to the gentlemen's establishment, who I honestly was not interested in dating, despite the fun that was had. A little too much alcohol and inappropriateness than I would like to have liked to go down on a first date with a potential suitor. ha ha . But sometimes things just happen that are out of your control. Funny part about this guy is that he is the son of someone my parents grew up with who I have met at their parties before.
I really liked Mr. March as a friend. And that's about as far as I was going to take it. But my Aunt who set me up with him, did warn me he was an amazing musician. Well my country cover band was looking for a guitar player so I thought I'd invite him out to play with us one night.
Oh my gosh that was fun! We had this ridiculous banter with one another and I could tell we both understood each other right there. He was able to put into words everything that I couldn't musically, and the way he played, and harmonized with me gave me chills. There were other musicians there that night, but we really got each other I felt. Maybe it was just me, but I don't think so.
We were done with practice and I hadn't planned to hang out with him after, so we went seperate ways. I got to my house, and thought to myself, I really was having fun, why are we not hanging out still? I sent him a text to see if he was interested in hanging. He asked what I had in mind, and I really didn't have anything. Just kind of wanted to see him. We had a really good time, so why not?
Even though he was almost home already and in the opposite direction, he came back to my place to hang out with me. This time he actually got invited into my apartment and we hung out trying to figure out what we were going to do. Well maybe an hour or more went by, and we realized it was already getting late, and just hanging out was actually not so bad after all. hmm???
The cover country band wasn't really his thing, and for some reason I already knew it wouldn't be as soon as he came, but he was such a good sport about it, and it really was fun! Maybe we should just jam together sometime? And if we're going to jam together, maybe we should actually try to write something too?
Turns out both Mr. March and I have never written a song before. We've both tried a number of times, but for some reason could never finish... until we found each other. We decided to try a writing session and we were both really nervous about it. At least I was. I had never done this before, and when you're not comfortable with something musically, it is a very vulnurable position to be in with somebody else just to put yourself out there. We did end up having some beers and wine this night.
It was funny because my roommate had friends over that night, as we were on the couch trying to get all heart felt and trying to write this love song. Mr. March had written a hook for a country song at least a year back, and he thought it was stupid. I asked him to play it for me, and it gave me chills. This is the song we are writing! And while we're at it, let's try and sell it to somebody in Nashville since I will be going there shortly anyway!!!
In just 3 fun writing sessions we had this amazing song. I was all of the words he wasn't able to express, and he was the music that I couldn't. It was amazing. Wow. We make an amazing team. And this is so good, and we both love to sing and perform, and you don't find this every day... maybe we should just continue to write together and instead of selling this song, we make it our own. Country duo anyone?
What's interesting about this, is that he loves old school country, but hasn't really given the new school country much of a chance. And I'm kind of vice versa. We really are the perfect team. And so supportive of each other. I've never had so much fun. Sometimes when we finish an amazing writing session we kiss. It just happens. Nothing is forced about it. It just feels right. Plus that smile of his is to die for.
This has all been kind of cray cray I'm not gonna lie. We have been meeting at least 2-3 times a week to write together, but it seems as though it consumes us both all day every day. We send ideas back and forth to one another all day long. When he goes on his lunch break he'll have another 5 song ideas in his inbox to talk to me about. To date, we have written 5 songs together and have 42 ideas in the works. Kind of amazing if you ask me, especially in the short amount of time we've known each other.
We both love Weiner dogs too! If that's not amazing!!! We even talked about our dream house together with our in home recording studio, work out room, pool, dance studio, softball field in the back yard, hot tub, and our Weiner dog named Murray... no cats allowed! Maybe we are getting a little ahead of ourselves here...
After a writing session (at his parents house, yes...) I asked him if he wanted to be my date #10 as well.
"Well who is going to be your date #11 and #12?" He asked.
I replied, "Well that just depends on how date #10 goes... ;)"
Looks like Mr. March is the New Mr. October and even though date #10 isn't going to be with the dreamy bartender that I was rejected by, I think it might just be one to remember...
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