Craft Lake City in Salt Lake
As Nick and I pushed my heavy crate containing all of Chandler's display fixtures up 200 South, I couldn't help saying to him in between huffs and puffs and gritted teeth, "This feels a lot like pushing an amp to all those venues." There are so many similarities between playing shows and exhibiting at craft fairs. You would be surprised!
Actually, I'm happy to report, quite a few bashful Meg and Dia fans visited us at our booth. Connecting with strangers or online friends never met in person feels exciting and new, yet familiar at the same time, because even though we are meeting for the first time, we have a common bond, whether that is music from MAD or mine and Nick's current creations. Meeting everyone made me realize how much I value face-to-face interaction and being part of a creative community, musical or artisan. So thanks for stopping by!
Nick and I made friends with a sweet couple exhibiting next to us. Sara's husband, Tyson, reminded me a lot of Nick, hauling all of her wares about the city center, and helping her to display her jewelry with care. Seriously, our work would be so much harder without the behind-the-scenes help of our capable men. If you'd like to see Sara's work you can check it out here. (I was dying to do a trade with her but didn't have the balls to ask. Maybe next time...)
We tried kimchi fries from the Lewis Bros. food truck as well as bottled iced coffee from The Rose Establisment booth. (I was their very best customer, stocking up on their rose shortbread cookies complete with tiny edible rose petals with garnish on top.
Craft Lake did us a solid by letting us exhibit at a booth right in front of the main stage. Nick and I had the pleasure of listening to local musicians for most of the day and into the evening. (Oh, there were also skilled blonde belly dancers. They seemed to be the most popular act, even more so than all of the local bands and musicians. I'm not sure how I feel about that.... Ha ha.)
Near the end of the craft fair a new local band called Golden Sun headlined the main stage. Contrary to the small crowds the other bands and artists seemed to harbor, this band had quite a crowd huddled up next to the stage. Out of curiosity, I asked Nick to keep an eye on the booth so I could check out the band up close and personal. I haven't been to a show in months. (Dia and I keep meaning to go together, but we just haven't found the time lately.)
I had forgotten about the excitement that wells up inside of me when I'm standing in one of the first few rows, right next to the band playing. I could see the expressions on the band members' faces as they started up each song. I stood behind a group of girls that seemed to know them quite well since they kept screaming at the band members by name. They danced in their own private circle and the boys up on stage beamed from ear to ear when they noticed that their music caused the girls' bodies to get in the groove.
Aren't they cuties? Now, go buy there music or else! Kidding, kidding.
I just thought it was so adorable. Those young kids up there making music together, believing that what they were doing up there on that stage was the most important thing at that moment. More important then graduation, or the local housing market, or the love interest waiting for them after the show. And you know, dare I say, that at that moment it was.
Ah, I remember what that felt like.