These are my favorite little people, Luke and Drew.
I used to live in the attic above their house (I was a legit attic tenant– not like a creeper or George Bluth). It was a fun and productive era in my life—always covered in stickers and snot, chasing imaginary dragons, reading lots of books, playing lots of hide and seek and memorizing Despicable Me (which only took seven million views, not an exaggeration). In fact, seven of the songs from our newest album were birthed in that attic, late in the evening, at less than ideal volumes because I had babies sleeping below me.
As much as I try to be constant in their lives these days, it’s much more difficult when I’m always running from thing to thing, city to city. While I’m off doing my thing, they’re growing up, losing baby fat and suddenly speaking in complete sentences, all the while wearing little mini Toms hipster shoes. So, you can imagine my delight when I was roused from a pre-practice nap recently by a text message containing the following video (you totally should watch it—it’s a whole six seconds long and it showcases how adorable they are).
Although Luke and Drew are quite intimately familiar with “gluten-free,” vegan doesn’t make sense to them. Duh, why in the world wouldn’t you want a hamburger? Yet, in spite of the way that I don’t eat hamburgers, I would have no problem with walking into town with them to hang out at What-a-Burger. It just so happened that less than an hour before receiving that invitation from them, I had invited Claire over to eat dinner with me before we went to practice. And although Claire is a good friend, and she would totally understand why I would back out and ditch her for the boys, I had sent her out to buy adult beverages to bring to our pre-practice dinner.
I countered with an offer, “Hey guys, since you’ll walk by my house on your way to What-a-Burger, why don’t you stop in and play for a little while?” And they did. And it did good things for my heart, as it always does.
Later that evening, I received the following text message:
“Me: boys, how fun was it to see Sarah Mac???
Luke: it was amazing! A really great evening!”
This was going to be how I blogged to get you super excited about our album release party and inspired to either come if you’re located nearby or send people that you know if you’re not. Luke is pretty intuitive, if he says that an evening with Sarah Mac is amazing, I’d wager to guess that it most definitely is. So, that was gonna be my sell—tug at your heart strings with cute babies and then suck you in.
Unfortunately, the world just sort of spiraled out of control in the weeks preceding our album release party and I never got to blog my cool video of Luke and Drew to woo you to our album release shows. Luckily, in spite of the fact that I dropped the ball, we had two wonderful, standing room only release shows to usher us into a new era of Sarah Mac Bandness (AND… even though the Tallahassee show was far past bedtime, Luke and Drew’s handlers brought them out for the night, which almost made me cry on stage when I saw two tiny blonde heads way in the back). We had a small army of fans, friends, and family who volunteered their time and skills and helped us pull everything together.
I can’t even begin to tell you all how thankful we are for all of the help, support and encouragement that we have received on the journey to making this album and even more so, in your response to the final product. I know that I’ve said this a million times already (not an exaggeration), but when I think about it too long or too hard, it makes my had start swimming, “People are really excited about our dreams.” Thank you so much for helping us get here. Thanks for signing on for the rest of the journey. We’re shooting for a long one. We’re excited to have you along for the ride.