Why Dave Matthews Speaks To Me

For anyone who ever reads this blog, if anyone does, you already know that I really enjoy the Dave Matthews Band.  Some say it’s borderline obsession.  I would probably agree with them.  This is not an unhealthy obsession mind you, the music is not degrading, or dark.  It uplifts me and inspires me on so many levels.  Let me articulate why.

Dave (I will refer to him on an informal basis) and his band mates, Stefan Lessard (Bass Guitar), LeRoi Moore (Sax), Boyd Tinsely (Voilin), and Carter Beauford (Drums) put on a live show that is second to none.  Since many of you will never trust me enough to spend $50 on a 3.5 hour concert, I will never convince you.

Dave sings much deeper lyrics than most of you realize.  Here’s a small smattering of deep lyrics.

Driving in on this highway, all these cars and upon the sidewalk people in every direction no words exchanged no time to exchange and all the little ants are marching…

Look at this big – eyed fish swimming in the sea oh how it dreams to be a bird swoop and diving through the breeze so one day caught a big old wave up on to the beach now he’s dead you see beneath the sea is where a fish should be.

Dave is also a romantic.  Read these lyrics:

Am I right side up or upside down is it real or am I dreaming lovely lady I will treat you sweetly adore you I mean you crush me it’s times like these when my faith I feel and I know how I love you.

Excuse me please, one more drink could you make it strong? ‘Cause I don’t need to think she broke my heart
My Grace is Gone, another drink and I’ll move on.

I’ve converted my family to being Dave Matthews Band fans.  My mom, dad, Lindsay, Alisha, Kathryn, and Marie sometimes retire to their private places and listen to Dave.  Marie (she’s 10) for example was recently caught singing Gravedigger all alone in her room.

If a person isn’t a fan, I totally understand.  Dave isn’t for everyone.  But if someone hates him I might not speak with him.  If you’re not a fan, respect the talent.  A few years back a buddy of mine decided to drive to the Gorge Amphitheater with some girls who thought Dave sounded “like a goat.”  Now check their blogs out.  Meg and Heather.  They are converts.  I’ll be attending a benefit concert this coming September with an up and coming Dave convert.

Everyone needs a healthy obsession.  Some have Pinkberry, some have Corn Dogs, Dr. Pepper, and others live for naming their blog posts after songs.

Oh, for all those ladies out there who are Julia Roberts fans, you’ll like this.