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Day Seventy Seven

So, I've made it a personal quest not only to document the progress that I'm making in my playing, but also to mention the various assorted musical connections I make (or almost make) along the way. Here's the latest story on that front... A customer stopped in and asked about the new Sara Bareilles record the other day. We only had 1 copy left, because all of us freaking love that record, and have been selling it like mad. I hand the guy the record, and he proceeds to tell me that his daughter is friends with the amazingly talented Miss Bareilles. Apparently, this guy's daughter interviewed her for an assignment in grad school, and wound up getting invited onto the tour bus after the show to hang out. Turns out, they hit it off, and became fast friends. So, apparently they've kept in touch, and this guy and his wife have even gone around the country to see a couple shows here and there. I told him that, the next time he talks to his daughter, he needs to tell her to tell Sara that we're selling the hell out of her new record, and that she's got fans in the DSM, and he said he'd email her that night. He even went so far as to ask my name, and said he'd have Sara come in to the store and ask for me.

There's a part of me that doesn't believe it'd actually happen, but a bigger part of me hopes it does. She's a newer artist with a TON of talent and a TON of potential. It'd be cool to meet her.

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