I’m going to jump ahead. My wife does not feature into the story until very close to the end, although she is a critical component to it. I think it’s only fair that I introduce her early. Jen has, shall we say…good but “flawed” taste in both music, and hockey teams. (Take a guess which one.)
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When I met Jen in 2005, I knew I had met someone special. I knew this was something I didn’t want to screw up. I didn’t know one day we’d be married, but we might never have met if not for music.
It started with Stompin’ Tom. I think I had told her that I had a stack of new movies, a huge bag of chips & a case of Red Bull, and was ready for the weekend or something. She responded, “Sounds like you’re ready for a Sudbury Saturday Night.” So right then and there, boom! She was speaking my language.
Yes, Jen loves Stompin’ Tom. I said she had flawed taste in music? She still thinks Kurt Cobain is the greatest songwriter since John and Paul. See what I mean? Her favourite radio station is the grunge one on satellite radio. I can only take so much grunge in my daily diet.
We bonded over a mutual love of the Beatles, Foo Fighters, Johnny Cash and the old school of country. She was brought up on a steady diet of Beach Boys and oldies, where I had heard a lot of movie soundtracks and country music growing up.
There are some things I’ll never turn Jen onto. I know that Kiss and Rush are a completely lost cause with her. However, lemme tell you a lil’ secret that Jen doesn’t want people to know about.
One night we were coming home from a party at Lara’s house. I was driving, and Jen had a couple drinks. (She used to drink wine back then.) We were coming back to my place after midnight on the 401. I had Iron Maiden’s latest, A Matter of Life and Death, on the car stereo. Jen was leaning back enjoying the drive, and then she sat up.
“Who are these guys?” she asked.
“This is Iron Maiden,” I responded. The song playing was “For The Greater Good of God”, one of their more epic pieces.
I could tell she was really getting into it. I kept glancing over at her.
“These guys…are…amazing!” she blurted out. “This music is…wow!”
She claims to this day it was just the booze, but every once in a while, I play that song, and I catch her singing along.
Our wedding was pretty amazing. For the ceremony itself, we had a Beatles theme. The girls came in to an acoustic version of “Something” by George, solo. We signed the register to “In My Life” by Johnny Cash. We exited to “Here Comes the Sun”. It was gorgeous outside.
My sister Kathryn played the cocktail hour at the reception with a jazz trio. Her set ended with their rendition of John Williams’ “Cantina Band” from the first Star Wars! Bass clarinet as the lead instrument, with guitar and drums backing…it was the perfect wedding version.
Into the dinner, I snuck in some Zappa (“Peaches En Regelia”) and some Kiss (“And Then She Kissed Me”) We danced to more Beatles, tons of AC/DC, The Darkness, GN’R, and other good stuff. I had the best music of any wedding I’ve ever been to.
And all because I have the best wife!