Well, it's over. Sort of. We've still got that last CD to finish, but more to come on that.
Argus, the live band, ended it's almost five year run Tuesday night. It's hard to believe too. The only thing I could compare it to was the end of college … I remember driving from Athens to Winston when I left after grad school. For about the first 30 minutes of the drive, everything just hit me. Flashbacks … faces of people I'd met, people I'd loved, people I could do without … all of the faces, experiences and trials came running together in a reflective drive up Georgia Highway 441.
It happened again last night.
The show itself went well. I was mostly satisfied with our performance. I just hate when I'm singing, and I don't hit notes. I know when I sound like crap, and that happened a couple of times last night. But all in all, it was decent. We played two brand new songs that went very well, and Michael Newport started his solo career by debuting his first ever song.
Everyone that came out last night was so supportive. I didn't know every face in the crowd, but having so many good friends there was important to me. To be able to share a passion of mine, for five years, with good friends … isn't that what like is about, finding things you are passionate about and sharing them? I think so. And I was able to do that last night.
So when I'm passionate about things, I can get emotional. So I thought for sure tears would be shed by yours truly. But it didn't happen. Came close though. I have Jen Newton to thank for that. After heckling me relentlessly about our song "Romeo" and giving us hell until we played our rap medley, Jen started the standing ovation as we closed out the night with "Out of tears." Ironically enough, I was almost brought to tears. It moved me. Right there, seeing every one standing up, applauding, smiling, I had another one of those flashbacks. I started seeing places we'd played, crowds we'd seen, people we'd met, friends who couldn't be with us last night. I just felt this huge rush of …I don't even know what it was, but I was overwhelmed. It meant a lot to have my friends and some strangers applauding us for something we loved. To all of you that were there, thank you. From the bottom of my heart, I appreciate the unwavering support you've shown me and the rest of the band. I hoped you enjoyed the show.
To those of you who couldn't be there, you were greatly missed. Last night, I thought of everyone that has supported us over the last five years. Seriously. I saw visions of friends singing along to our songs at Boar's Head in Athens. I saw visions of us playing to 160 people at the 40 Watt in Athens. I saw people bobbing their heads to our music at the Cave in Chapel Hill. Every one of you is important to me. You are my friends, and you were fans of our music. I thank you for that.
I suppose there should be a rule for The Lowe Down. Such as, only allowing myself x amount of sentimental posts per year. This one may have filled the limit.