I once heard a tale

Last night was my goodbye rock and roll show. It was lovely. The interesting thing about playing shows is that you don't really remember a whole lot of specifics from the stage. Generally, I just remember waiting to go on, setting up, and getting offstage. Last night was different, though. I have several very clear memories.

I remember very clearly Neil walking offstage and preaching. He might have thought it didn't go well, but I loved it. Well played, sir.

I remember looking over while playing a few times and seeing Sean. Good heavens, what a talented man he is. Anyone who has ever played in a band with Sean knows that he is such a unique and important part of the music. Without Sean, The Plan would never have gotten off the ground, and Everson would never have been anything. It meant a lot to me to see him onstage with me one last time. It is no understatement to say that he is one of my best friends that I have ever had and that I love and respect him immensely.

I remember looking over at Christian and thinking how amazing it was that he even agreed to be on stage with me after everything that went down in that band. He played amazingly well, of course, and I am very happy that I was able to play a show with him one last time.

I remember Will doing a fill (or was it his solo?) and completely blowing me away. This happens regularly when I play music with him, and I love that he never fails to blow me away with his playing. Thank the heavens that he responded to that Myspace ad forever ago. Not bad for a fifth grade teacher who doesn't play regularly, eh?

I remember Jon messing up the lyrics and thinking it wouldn't be the same if he didn't. What a full on pleasure it has been to perform with him. And how great it has been to be his friend.

I remember looking over and seeing James rock out and feeling so proud of him. That boy is a genius and a super talented musician. It has been an honor playing music with him.

The Indecision is something that I am beyond proud to have been a part of. Dan, Thom, and Al are talented beyond belief. Each of them could easily make a living being musicians, and I am ecstatic that I was able to attach my name to theirs.

I remember trying not to cry during that last song. I also remember failing miserably. That's okay. I know who came last night, even though I was pacing before I went on, and then I was onstage for about 2 hours. But I know who was there. From the bottom of my heart (not to sound like a broken record), thank you for coming, both those who wanted to but couldn't and those who did. My time playing music in Provo has been one of the most important and special times of my life and I wouldn't trade it for anything at all.