This one’s going down in my mom book of best things ever
Saturday night, I had my most favorite preformance moment ever. That's saying a lot because in the last 10 years, I've had some great times playing music with my band, Riveter. I mean, we opened for the English Beat, the Supersuckers, Bret Michels (really, Bret Michels) and we played South By Southwest in Austin two years in a row.
The funny thing about this performance is that I wasn't playing with my band. I didn't even have a microphone to share my witticisms with the crowd. Nope, I was just the mom standing off to the side with the guitar.
I had the opportunity to play guitar while Margaret sang to a rowdy crowd at our dear friend's barn party. Yes, we live in western Colorado and people throw barn parties and thank goodness for that. Our friend's barn parties consist of really great people playing music, watching music, eating great food and drinking local brewed beer and spirits. It's great fun.
Saturday, my husband played bass with his band. While they were preparing, I thought maybe Margaret could sing a song. Bill agreed that it would be a great venue for her in that it would be a friendly crowd, plus she would have the opportunity to sing outside of the formal choir opportunities.
Unfortunately, this bright idea didn't come until a few days before the party. Good thing Margaret is great at learning new songs.
We tried to get Mar to sing songs to a recorded backing track, but she claimed that was too uncool and that she wanted live music. She didn't have time to prepare both the vocals and piano or guitar parts, so I volunteered to play guitar for her. She chose to sing Flogging Molly's Drunken Lullabyes. A nice, angry Irish song.
I listened to the song and got the chords off the Internet. We quickly realized it was too low for Mar's voice, so we transposed it to a higher key and began practicing. We had two days.
We played the song over and over. You know what? I was truly impressed. Mar didn't need any cues from me at all. She knew when to come in, when to pause, when to belt the song and when to hold back. She worked on getting the lyrics right and then worked on singing it well. I tried to play the right chords most of the time.
So Saturday comes and it's our turn to take the stage inside the barn. As I was getting my guitar on, Mar puts her hand out and says confidently, "I'll introduce us." I looked at her and said, "OK." But in my mind, I was a little taken a back. I had already planned out what I was going to say. Then I realized that I was just the accompanist. It was Mar's show. She was the star.
When it was time, she quite expertly introduced herself and me and said what song she was singing. Without further ado, I started playing. She came in perfectly. Just like we practiced.
She sang great and really drew in the crowd. After the first chorus, Mar was rewarded by enthusiastic cheering. Oh the look on her face. It was priceless. It made me want to cry which I started to do, but then remembered I had a job to do. By the end of the song everyone the crowd was singing and shouting along.
It couldn't have gone better. I was on cloud nine and all did was strum a few chords. Mar was the star. Experiencing that with my girl will always be one of my most favorite moments.