This blog should have been written about 2 weeks ago, but I just turned 21 this past Friday and spent most of my weekend in an alternate universe where friends (and strangers) bought me drinks, Flo Rida was the soundtrack and wearing glittery 5 inch heels and a battery-operated “FINALLY LEGAL” sash was acceptable.
Now, it’s back to reality and the sad realization that I don’t have any more birthdays to look forward to until 25 when I can rent a car. Cool. I can hardly wait.
This past summer I lived the glamorous lifestyle of a rock star and an intern. I worked as an intern at a local newspaper during the week and most weekends I performed with my band 1 Hot Mess until the early hours of the morning.
I woke up on Monday and did it all over again.
At times, it was completely crazy, but I loved every single second of it.
While at my internship, I got a chance to do a few things involving music – two, in particular, that really stood out to me.
At the beginning of my internship, I was told that the intern is always sent to Warped Tour with one of the staff writers.
I had previously never been to Warped Tour since my father had outlawed it. If the words “alternative” and “music festival” didn’t turn him off to the idea of his 14-year-old daughter attending this concert, the fact that he heard through the grapevine that Trojan set up a booth at the event and gave out handfuls of free condoms to passerby definitely sealed my Warped-less fate.
Toward the end of my internship, I was assigned to write about a local band named Kids in a Sandbox. I was told by my editor that they were young but it was when I met up with them for an interview that I realized how young they actually were. The oldest members of the band were 20. The lead guitar player was 15 years old. I’m sorry – he had just turned 15 at the time of the interview and would be entering his freshman year of high school this fall.
After interviewing them further, I found out they had all grown up with music in some way or another and they were inspired by everyone from Led Zepplin to Alanis Morrisette. What I loved most about them was that they were all best friends. Best friends that loved to play music together and just hang out. They had sleepovers, went on adventures of local hidden nature spots and made contests out of writing songs.
They were so refreshing… and fun.
They made me laugh andmade me appreciate being in a band with MY best friends. It’s easy to become jaded when it comes to the “dying local scene.” Being with Kids in a Sandbox reminded me that it’s all about having fun and playing music with friends. I thank them for that.
I learned a lot this summer from people I would have never gotten a chance to meet had I not lived two different lives. I really got the best of both worlds. Call me Hannah.