I’ve been following a band called Runaway Dorothy online for a couple of years. If you are my friend on Facebook, you’ve surely seen me post about them. The thing is/was, one of the band members, Dave Parnell had a blog at one time and I read it faithfully. I tried to be as supportive as I could when the band was struggling. Dave is very personable and often answered my comments. I grew to have a great deal of respect for him as well as a very healthy appreciation for the band’s music. Click here for an example of why I fell in love with the music. And here for an album review of The Arc, their first cd.
Recently I was thrilled to find that the band was on tour and was looking for a venue somewhere between Brooklyn, NY and Youngstown, OH. They were interested in Philadelphia and Pittsburgh. Of course I was crossing my fingers for Pittsburgh. And it happened. They booked a show for this past Friday night at the Hard Rock Cafe in Pittsburgh. I grabbed the first friend who showed an interest in going and we were gonna do it.
I should probly mention, and I hope if Dave reads this, he’s not embarrassed, but I have a healthy, um, crush on his disheveled boyish charm. He’s ridiculously talented, both as a performer and a songwriter. His lyrics have depth and meaning and you can tell right off that he’s got heart. If you know me at all, you know I’m big on heart. If you don’t have heart, I don’t bother much with you at all… He’s also got determination and spirit. I’m pretty darn sure you could say this about each and every member of the band but I’m guilty of paying a little more attention to Dave. I’d adopt him. Heck, I’d adopt the whole darn band.
So, before this turns into War and Peace, I’ll tell you… My friend Brooke and I went to the cafe. She’s shy, I’m not. (DUH) There were to be 3 bands performing. Before RD got there, I’d already talked to the lead guy, Mike from Band #3. Yeah, he had heart. I wish I could remember the name of the band The first band up was called Blue Light Bandits. They’re from Boston and I liked them a lot. They had a kind of Jack Johnson sound to them. And they thought I was in my forties so, yeah… Brownie Points.
Brooke and I were sitting at our table and I happened to look up and saw a messy mop of brown hair atop a plaid shirt (Dave Parnell’s signature style) walking past. I said, “Dave.” He ambled a couple of more steps. I repeated his name, a little louder the second time. He turned and our eyes met. My heart soared. That face… A smile slowly spread across it (his face) and he made his way to our table. He has the most beautiful teeth I’ve ever seen on a guy. I was out of my chair in a second and stopped a foot in front of him. I said, “It’s me, Linda.” I don’t know even now if I had to tell him or not and I’m not sure if I held out my hand or just dove in straight for the hug, but we broke into an easy conversation. He had been heading toward the facilities (after 6 hours in a 15-passenger van) and asked that we wait a minute and said that he wanted to take us back to meet the rest of the band, was that ok? WAS THAT OK? Silly Dave.
Soon he came back and motioned us to follow him to a private dining area around behind the bar. On the way I asked if we were going to the Green Room. Haha Linda, you are so funnee.
We walked in to find Brett (Dave’s brother,) Sammy and Evan, as well as their manager Nick and 2 or 3 fan/friends from Pittsburgh. Amazingly polite and perfect gentlemen, they made us feel completely comfortable immediately. Two of them mentioned recognizing me from my comments on their fan page. Their manager, Nick was immediately at my elbow, asking what I had and what I needed. At first I wasn’t sure what he meant but then I realized he meant band souvenirs, etc. I told him I had the shirt, the buttons, stickers, cd, etc. He asked me to leave my address and that he’d get some more stuff off to me. How cool was that? So we talked awhile and the first band was up to play so we excused ourselves and went back to our table.
Their performance was even better than I expected. And later I found out that Dave had been on cold meds for a week. Sheesh.
Third song in, (With You) I was pleasantly surprised to hear Dave say, “This next song I want to dedicate to a friend of a couple years who I’m meeting for the first time tonight,” and he looked up at me. (omg) “This is for Linda, something something…” I couldn’t make out and forgot to ask him what it was. Was awesome anyway.
There was more to the night but I don’t want your eyes to cross. Among those things:
- I was appointed House Mother to the band. Which sounds a whole lot more respectable than Honorary Oldest Groupie, don’t you think?
- I’ve offered to provide lodging for them next time they’re in the ‘Burgh and they accepted on the condition that PD make them a Spinach Quiche for their breakfast.
- The crush I have on Dave has spread to the entire group.
- If you don’t own any Runaway Dorothy music, your library is lacking. Their new cd coming out, The Wait promises to be something you’ll want to own. I will. Here’s a sneak peek at a song from the album called Hurry.
- You can go on FB and Like the band and get to know them a whole lot better and you’ll be lucky like me
So, that was my Friday night. Was a great time and I can’t wait for it to happen again. Thanks Runaway Dorothy! Love you guys