I just spent the morning finishing the introduction to my book, and working on a couple chapters that had been bugging me.
Glenn and I had a lunch date, so I had to wrap it up at 11 and get showered & dressed to go.
All I knew about our lunch date was that Glenn had won another radio contest and we were headed to some new place downtown called American Cowgirl to hear a performer who was being promoted by a local station, 105.1 aka “The Buzz.”
We found a parking spot right up front and great table on the far side of the room where we could see the stage, but still enjoy the warm sunshine slanting through the industrial size windows.
“So, who are we here to see?”
“It looks like his name is Matt something.”
Matt turned out to be Mat.
The very Mat Kearney I’d recently discovered on Rhapsody while weaving my way through the sidebar which lists each artist's contemporaries/influences. (Had I started at The Fray, perhaps, or was it Daniel Lanios via Emmylou or maybe Switchfoot?) Who knows, but nevertheless he landed on the playlist I’ve been listening to while writing my book, In the Shadow of a Stranger.
So... I knew Mat seemed familiar, but didn’t know why until I heard him sing a couple poignant lines from his song Nothing Left to Lose; a song whose lyrics helped usher me through one of my tougher chapters…
Mark my words, something’s about to break …
Here we go, there’s nothing left to choose,
Here we go, there’s nothing left to lose.
I can still hear the trains out my window …
I won’t try and explain how, but the tone of this song, and those lines in particular, resonated and helped inspire me to take the steps I needed when I was hesitating about my ability, and right, to write the book.
Mat’s voice and melodies have a hauntingness about them that can’t be easily articulated. For me, its as if he reaches in and stirs waters that are at risk of growing stagnant.
See what I mean that its funny how things comes together sometimes. Makes me wonder what's next, and what it is, specifically, that is about to break for me.
I think I know what it is, but I'll be keeping my ears open while I wait and see...