Recently, I saw a guy in public, doing all he could to appease his implacable girlfriend.
"Baby doll... I've taken you for granted. I just want you to know, from now on, I'm goin' to be the man that you deserve. I'm goin' to show you more affection. There's gonna be more huggin', more kissin', more lovin'."
Touching.
And I hope, wherever they are, that it's working out. I hope he's keeping his promises of renewed affection, and I hope she feels like a... natural woman.
Now, I'm not about to offer you what he offered her, but I do feel like I've sloughed off my TypePad responsibilities long enough. Guys... from now on... there's goin' to be more typin', more writin', and more bloggin'.
A lot has happened since the last time that I wrote. Owen and I witnessed Arena Rock at its finest - the AC/DC show in Indianapolis (well worth the $90 we each paid.) The country elected its first African American president. We finished a roadtrip with fellow American rocker, Mike Dunn. The Colts put together an impressive winning streak. Starbucks announced their (RED) Holiday Exclusives Campaign. And I haven't commented on any of this yet.
This policy of neglect ends right here, right now.
You know what else there's going to be a lot more of? More tabbin'.
I'm not presumptuous, and I try to avoid having an over-inflated feeling of self-importance at all costs. But, I think it's ok and realistic for me to say, that back when I announced I'd purchased guitar tab software, there were a few people out there who were reasonably excited about it. Is that a fair assessment?
I managed to finish 2-3 songs, and then an overwhelming public outcry that could not possibly be contained flooded the front gates of the Thom Daugherty Empire Headquarters. I had yet to publish a tab for "Bring Me Your Tea," and in protest, some starved themselves, some cut themselves, and even Mahayana Buddhist monks starting showing up to set themselves on fire until I agreed to give in and show the world how I brilliantly played the guitar parts of that song specifically.
So I humbly set out to document it for them.
But I am nothing if not obsessively-compulsive. Every single nuance would have to be properly documented, or I would not bother to release an official tab for BMYT. About halfway through the process, I gave up, plain-and-simple. Guitar Tab Fail. And ever since, I've not been motivated to tackle any of the others.
But that also ends right here, right now. I'll finish BMYT, and then a tab for "This Is How The World Will End" will be next. Hold me to it, guys. Hold me to it.
Regardless of how you feel about the results of the Presidential Election, I hope you are at least somewhat optimistic about the fact that Americans, by-and-large, made what is to me a huge societal step forward by electing its first African American president. Had John McCain been elected, I believe our country would've been absolutely fine. He's a good man, and would've done an excellent job leading the country. Both men are far more centrist than we've been lead to believe.
But I think I'm excited about the actual result, because, to me, the choice the country made was one with healing implications, and also what was for me a signal that the majority of Americans are tired of giving in to "binary-thinking." The world is far too complex and dangerous for us to not consider all facets of the issues that we face. I'm hoping that the next administration will truly represent an effort to bring the country together in a spirit of compromise.
And if President-Elect Obama fails miserably, then I guess I'll be the first to step up and help you vote him out of office in four years.
But for the moment, I'm ready to give this guy the benefit of the doubt and support him as he leads the charge. I will be praying for him every single morning. Hopefully you will be, too.
An official Mike Dunn & The Kings Of New England post is forthcoming, so let's hold off on that for now.
The night before Thanksgiving was absolutely fantastic. We played a show at The Music Mill in our adopted hometown of Indianapolis. It was an excellent show, and it was great to hang out with a lot of Nate's family who turned out for it.
I enjoyed my Thanksgiving yesterday, though I didn't do much. For T-giving dinner, I met Chris, his wife Karen, and Karen's mom (Sabra) at Cracker Barrel. For $8.99, Cracker Barrel hooked me up with turkey, sugar-cured ham, stuffing/dressing, mashed potatoes and gravy, and green beans. Sabra flew-in from my hometown of Neosho, MO. She's a wonderful woman, and it was great to hear about all of the happenings of my old hometown.
I've written much, and hoping that this'll suffice for now. If you're itching to say anything, the comments section is open. Also, if you'd rather address something privately, or if you have a question that you'd like for me to answer in the next blog, feel welcome anytime to write to me at thomas.at.theelms.dot.net[AT]gmail[DOT]com. Get it? I'll do my best to respond.
Happy Thanksgiving weekend, everyone. Talk to you soon.
-- Thom
