A reunion of sorts
The last time I saw my friend Neil was probably early in the Fall semester of my freshman year at Centre - 1999. We were at Vanderbilt visiting another friend I haven’t seen in too long (my fault), Nick. It was a brief visit, and the first one in quite a while before it. All in all, Neil and I were tight from eighth grade through probably tenth. He moved to Chattanooga, and we saw each other sporadically after that.
About a year ago, I got news that Neil was in a ska-punk band out of Nashville (now Atlanta) called The Carry-Ons. I still haven’t talked to him since that time at Vandy. Tonight, they’re playing a three-band bill at a place in Boone, about an hour and a half away.
Needless to say, this won’t be my or Amanda’s scene. She quilts and I unironically cover WHAM!, but it’s definitely worth three hours in the car into the mountains and the worry of what to wear to say hey to an old friend and see some music. Plus, Boone’s a hippie college town filled with bluegrass and folk music, so as long as we pass for college students, we’ll be all right. I’ll wear leather bracelets just to be safe.
