It’s pushing 1am blog tribe. Allen Stone rocked my world inside out and upside down.
The first time I heard his music I felt like we would meet. And then when I found out that I used to sit next to his girlfriend’s brother’s girl at my last job in Australia… I mean, come ON.
I put on tasseled cowboy boots and my Allen Stone t-shirt earlier and clicked my heels over to Terminal 5. This is where I had the complete pleasure of meeting the fine gentleman that is Allen Stone. He is exactly the way that he seems to be, a glowing, art-soul whose beam alone lights up a room. Once he starts to sing? Forget it.
I was so excited, I was literally shaking. Allen Stone’s music has been important and special to me since I first discovered him by accident over the summer. It’s not too often I can listen to lyrics. He’s such a beautiful Writer, his words are a pleasure.
So I thought it would be super cool if I brought my book for him to hold in a photo, that in itself made my month. But when we hugged goodbye and he said, “Can I keep this?” I felt like I got electrocuted – but in a super-good, amazing way.
Definitely a night I’ll remember for lifetimes. Meeting him was certainly de ja vu. Maybe one day I’ll catch up with him and his pretty lady down under.
Inside of this circle, there are no corners to hide. Every line I follow leads me back inside. Gravity pulls me from the center, every time.