Sunday, October 28, 2007

The Wedding Singer


We finally locked things down with the band for our wedding. It feels so good as we get more and more things accomplished for the Big Day. Planning a whole wedding, after having 2/3 of your finances chopped away and picking up and moving 600 miles away from the location is a little stressful. But when pretty large items, like The Band, get ticked off the list, it makes you feel like things are coming together.
Aaron and I knew that we wanted something a little non-traditional for the music. We couldn't picture anyone from either of our families (and I have a like 6-sided family with more than uncomfortable gaps in-between) being up for sickly-sweet father/daughter, mother/son, now switch! dances, so we thought the best option would be having entertainment, rather than potentially humiliating moments. We decided to get a real band with their own music, so people can enjoy watching without feeling like they have to get out on the floor and do the Chicken Dance (or worse, the Dollar Dance....is that just a U.P. thing?).

That is all good in theory, but how do you find the band? Well, you have an awesome friend who works the door at the Lizard Lounge and visit her at work. We went in one night and Melvern Taylor was playing. It was one of those things where we were just going to pick Meghan up and go somewhere else, but we got stuck because we were watching this incredibly fun and talented band. About a week later, we realized that they, though unconventional, would be the perfect addition to our humble Wedding Vision, and it's only just now been squared away. What a relief. I was so worried we'd have to go through a million tapes of a million mediocre wedding bands, trying to find one that wouldn't be hideous. Now it's us and Melvern Taylor. And a ukulele. That's right. I bet you can't wait.

3 comments:

Dusty said...

The band looks like a good choice to me. I can't wait. Are you sure you don't want me to find you some cover band from the U.P. instead? I think I can get one for you. They play a killer "Mony, Mony"

Unknown said...

what the fuck is the dollar dance. im happy i helped you. i think i was trying to get you guys to leave too because i was sick of work. sorry if i did that. i miss you i told brennan to look at your dog.

Brow said...

She did in fact tell me to look at your dog. And thanks for the comments by the way. They mean more coming from a writer. And I checked out this band and linked them on my music forums. How can a Ukulele be bad?