My brother Drew is one of my very favorite people. He’s 3 years younger than me and lives in San Francisco. I don’t get to see him nearly as much as I’d like to, due to the distance, but the distance doesn’t keep me from razzing him. Oh no. I don’t care if he was in China and I was… someplace really far from China, I’d still flip him a little crap from wherever I was. A little sibling fun, if you will.
So, I’m going to let you in on a little long-standing joke we have going. Drew HATES Journey. HATES them. One night, several years ago, he and I were chatting about wedding photography and how I must hear the same songs over and over. And of course, there are standards that we do hear at every wedding. They’re standards because people jump out of their chairs to dance to them. Drew has no appreciation for the standards, especially “Don’t Stop Believing” by Journey.
So what’s a sister to do with that sort of information? Let me set the scene for you:
Wedding reception is going in full-force. People are out on the dancefloor rocking out as slowly the opening chords of “Don’t Stop Believing” ring out. Here’s what happens every.single.time:
I think he knows better than to answer anymore, but that doesn’t deter me. Journey on voicemail is better than no Journey at all – am I right?
So, brides and grooms – do me a favor: I just have one song request…