The Tiny Corners Journal

Last September, Jason and I headed down to Chattanooga to see a band - Dr. Dog.  I had only heard them a handful of times, but the idea of a road trip & live music sounded good, so along I went.  I’m so glad I did.

I can remember three times in my life when music changed me.  The first was when I was almost a freshman in high school, and I ordered a smattering of cassettes from Columbia House.  The second was in 2001 when James and I saw Radiohead play at Stone Mountain, GA.  The third was the free Dr. Dog show at Miller Plaza in Chattanooga.  I hadn’t been to a live show in so long, and they were sooooo good…good enough to drive up to the Bristol Rhythm & Roots Reunion that Sunday to see them again.

Something about that September weekend spurred a new realization of just how much I love music.  It’s something that fills me with joy.

And here shortly, Jason and I are headed to Nashville to see Dr. Dog again.  It will be a little different this time - they’re not new to me anymore, but more like a cherished old friend that keeps me company on otherwise lonely nights.  I can’t wait.