Backwards

I was working at Crosby's Marketplace at the time... we all were.

Don't be confused that the guitarist in this story is also named Joe.

Justin played drums. Justin & I played in a pop punk trio called Eager Beaver.

Justin & Joe worked in the deli together.

Eventually, the common interests of this social venn diagram were discovered, and gelled. We set up a jam at my parent's house.

I remember Joe having the first legit pedalboard setup that I'd ever seen. As he was plugging in wires, I asked what songs he wanted to play. I'll never forget his response. I had it backwards apparently. He replied,

"Don't worry about songs. Let the music play you."

We jammed for a couple hours. It was a lot of Fun.
Music is supposed to be Fun.

We didn't jam again after that. It's been close to ten years.

Joe came back around recently and I'm glad he emailed me, because I remembered Justin has Tuesdays off these days. We're jamming again today. Soon. So soon that I should stop typing and shower. Prioritize.

I'm looking forward to jamming this afternoon. I know better than to ask what song.