Mae was on Tooth & Nail Records. They were one of the first bands I ever worked with. I was a new media intern, which is what they called social media before it was Social Media. Weird, right?
I was a fan of the band before getting to work with them. Like a "wait around after the show so I can get a picture with the band" fan. In fact, I looked for said pictures with no luck. If someone out there can get me back into my MySpace account, let me know.
Back then Mae was playing to small venues of 50-ish people. Imagine my thrill getting to work with them at Tooth & Nail and seeing them grow to play packed houses where the crowd sang along and knew all the words.
I remember the first time I witnessed this. I could take you back to the very spot where I was standing. I remember what I was wearing. And I remember full body chills, thinking, wow I had a tiny part in this, a tiny part in getting this music into the ears of these people in this room where the joy was absolutely palpable.
Can you think back to a time in your life when you felt like this? Joyful? Alive? Maybe a bit out-of-body but in the most grounded of ways? Like you were exactly where you needed to be?
I've been thinking about this moment. About what it had to teach me about who I am and what I value, about who and what I love. And how I would never have had this experience if I hadn't left my home city and a good paying job for an unpaid internship in a new state where I knew no one.
That was a huge leap of faith. And as I get older, with more responsibilities and more riding on the line, these leaps get harder to make. Which is why I'm so thankful for Mae. For Tooth & Nail. For what these experiences have taught me.
The bigger the leap, the bigger the reward.