Last week, I detailed my dire time at bible camp and this week, I was brought to tears by a local Christian band... I know, what a paradox!
Danny Rampage and I have a couple of friends who recently sold everything they owned and bought a little sail boat. Not lacking ambition, they acquired some maps, packed a few snacks and sailed past the Great Lakes, through the Eerie Canal, down the Hudson River and out into New York Harbor. At which point, they nodded at one another in agreement and just kept going south until eventually, they will never have to see snow again. These brave nautical misfits were in town for a couple of weeks and on Monday, we decided to head downtown Saint Paul to see what was going on. It turns out what you'll find in DT Saint Paul presently, is a lot of noise and dust from the countless "improvements" taking place on nearly every block. Navigating all the orange cones while trying to avoid falling into a hole was becoming increasingly bothersome, so we decided to head indoors to the Saint Paul Hotel for a peaceful drink, where we could at least hear one another speak. While making our way to the entrance, I was struck by the music of two female sirens who were entertaining in the city square.
I couldn't see them, but their voices beckoned and drew us near, until we were standing in front of the most angelic harmonies and effortless acoustic guitar playing I have ever witnessed in person. I'm not typically one to dish out a compliment unless I whole-heartedly feel it is deserved and when I say that I was crying tears of joy by the sounds that these musicians were putting out into the universe, I'm not lying. How this group is not famous is baffling! Their lyrics were uplifting, their demeanor was calming and their music... pure acoustic bliss. I'm not religious, as I've said before- but serendipitously being in the audience for this inspiring street performance WAS a religious experience! The group is called, Sparrows Rising and if you dig acoustic music you should check out a live show because, as live performances should be- theirs is even better than the cds.
So there you have it... a music review of sorts! You never know what you're going to get here at the #DangerDiaries. Stay tuned because I may decide to throw in some of Lenny Renegade's family recipes or the secret to Danny Rampage's lustrous locks, or maybe even give you a peek inside a Davey Hazard songwriting session. Feel free to tell me about a concert that made a lasting impression on you in the comments below. As always, thanks so much for reading, Hotties. XOXO