listening

Not really sure what to write about. Very tired. The time on this blog is wrong - it always posts the time a few hours earlier than it actually was. It is 11:07pm. 

I noticed a number of people with journals at ACL jotting down song lyrics. Saw 3 note takers at Bright Eyes. I overheard one guy say to his girlfriend, "I would never go to this festival by myself."

"Why?" his girlfriend asks.

"I don't know. Who would you talk to? I think it would be kind of lonely," he replies.

"Yeah, but I think I would just meet new people to talk to," she pauses, continues, "I've seen a lot of people writing down ideas for songs...it would be kind of cool to be in it so much for the music, you know?" She responds. (we both noticed the note-takers)

He nods his head, "That's a good point."

Then, they look over at me. I am rifling through my free program.

"We need to get one of those. See you get free songs," the girl points out.

"Actually, you can have mine - I've never bought music from i-tunes," I say, handing over the 25-song card.

"Hey, Thanks!"

We end up talking for a little while waiting for the band to play. I almost let them know I came by myself this year and I have also come with people in the past. Coming alone is a cool experience...set the schedule/pace (fast, front) and run into more familiar faces than expected in such a huge mass (bumped into Blake twice for instance). But I don't tell them. The music starts.