Sometimes life is so sweet it feels like my favorite song is emanating from my heart and playing for everyone to hear. The song is anthemic and catchy, and everyone knows the words and sings along. In case the speakers of my heart aren’t loud enough, I play it a million times on the jukebox in the bar a half block or so down from the hotel where we stayed on our trip last week to Boston. The same trip we scheduled specifically to see Mumford and Sons in concert. Otherwise it would have been just silly to go to Boston in February. (Except not really because I’m a huge fan of traveling in the off season in reasons explained here.)
When our server (Hi, Shay!) asked why we were in town and we told her, she paused, closed her eyes for a moment and said, “I thought so.” In a deep breath, she whispered that the band was in the back of the bar. Having been raised by someone whose greatest joy was to tease me, my initial reaction was not to believe her. So I got up and walked through the U-shaped building until I got to the end. And there they were. Eating and drinking and chatting. Like humans.
Heart beating fast and hands shaking, it was now or never. Fueled by adrenaline, vodka, and adoration, I can’t remember what I said exactly but I know it was fast and apologetic for interrupting Marcus Mumford’s supper. Country Winston was amiable and they were both gracious and I told them that we’d flown in from Charlotte (pretty sure they have no idea where that is) and that I’d seen them 18 months before in Asheville (pretty sure they don’t know where that is either) and that even though acoustics are horrible at the Asheville Civic Center it was still the best concert I’ve ever seen.
And then we became best friends and I talked to Carey Mulligan on the phone and she said she reads my blog.
Then the rest of the hooligans got in on the act.
The concert did not disappoint. It was gorgeous and wonderful and I can’t wait to
stalk see them again.
Aside from the excitement of meeting the band, being in a new city, and seeing a great concert, the best part was doing it with these people. They make my face hurt from laughing.