A good friend of mine had Mr. Mead write “To the Best Angie, David Mead” on a piece of paper for me a few years back.
David Mead is one of my melancholy choices—the perfect voice for an evening during which I purchased a pair of pants in a size I swore I would never wear.
Every time I listen to this song, I make tentative plans to take the girls to Nashville and show them all of my old hangouts, including Pancake Pantry. Wait. What was that I just said about my pants? Interesting.
6 responses so far ↓
1 Alli // Nov 14, 2009 at 7:53 am
You should def. show your girls where you hung out/ grew up etc. To them it’s like seeing the Olden Times, lol.
2 Haus // Nov 14, 2009 at 9:53 am
now I want PANCAKES!!!
my pants would not thank me, though
3 Carroll // Nov 14, 2009 at 1:15 pm
Pant sizes do not reflect the important truths in life. Besides, I swear clothes manufacturers are using smaller fabric again. Damn them!
4 Susan C // Nov 14, 2009 at 4:32 pm
I love CW music, but, now that I’m dating again, it can be a deal breaker. Me: “I had cancer, I’m a grandmother and I like country music.” Him: “What? You like country music?”
Thanks for the introduction to Mead. Love him.
5 jana // Nov 15, 2009 at 1:56 am
I LOVE David Mead. A few years back (um…let’s see, six years ago? Seven?) I was working for an entertainment magazine in a mid-sized city and he came into town. I covered his show, interviewing him and his bandmates before they went on, snapping a few pictures for the article. My husband showed up right before showtime and I introduced him to Mr. Mead as Mr. Tigchelaar…well, I like to think there was a little disappointment in his eyes. He signed my husband’s CD: “To Jeff – Rock on with your lovely wife.”
He signed mine: “Jana- Thanks for the photographic love in [city].”
6 Reagan // Nov 18, 2009 at 10:27 pm
Oh I love the Pancake Pantry!! Did you ever go to Vandyland? I miss it so :(
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