The Manliest Dolphin

“Oh shit! What do I do?!” is what I woke up to at about 4 am central time, just to see that Ryan had successfully gotten us lost on a dirt road somewhere in NowhereLand, MN …  

Soletta played last night in St. Paul at Station 4 as a warm up show to get ready to start this Sherwood/The Dangerous Summer tour, also to break up the 5 days it would take us to get to Seattle to start the actual tour. They play the show and play well, tons of cool people and good vibes. All is well as we load out and get on the road for the next 24 hour drive it will take to get to the tour on Friday on time. Ry is a great night driver so he was taking the first shift of driving while some of us slept. Sleeping in a van can be rough; so I was in and out of being conscience. Well at some point I had fallen asleep and soon after that I was hearing a lot of gravel and debris hitting the van. As I opened my eyes I saw that we were no longer on 94 west, which is all Ry had to stay on to keep us on course, but on a one lane dirt road somewhere in Minnesota; complete with high corn stalks on both sides, demon scarecrows, creepy silos and no chance to turn around. Did I mention it is dark? Like only moonlight dark, like no light posts at all dark. And we are tired and scared. Bummer.

Chris and Ry were bickering back and fourth, as the rest of us gradually woke up to this situation, about their ideas on how we were going to get out of this. Chris’ idea was to find a driveway, back the trailer in and get out of there. Ry agrees; then proceeds to miss 4 driveways in a row. Awesome. So, after 3 or 4 miles of death road we finally found a drive way that was as wide as a razor scooter to turn around in. To my surprise Ry did a great job of three point turning us around and getting us out of dead mans curve… the nights not over yet so lets see if we can make it to Seattle and start this tour…

This is what I saw in my mind…

I am sitting in bed right now 1,183 miles away from you and although i’m sad that you’re not laying next to me… and Clark is…haha… i’m so happy that you are in my life and inspiring me everyday. I am so proud of you and us. I’ve never met anyone who could say almost nothing and completely change my mood, mind or inspire me to go accomplish something.

Thank you for encouraging me no matter what. You are beyond anything I could imagine and I feel so lucky that you ever took the time of day to even look in my direction, let alone let me convince you to take you out for a date! :)

It’s only 2 days into the tour and already I miss asking you a million questions. I miss being a “snuggle monster” with you and making cuddle noises! I miss laying under the fish tank ;) I miss saying the things that are on my mind then apologizing if they sound “gay.” I miss telling you as often as possible that I think your pretty. I miss asking you if your ok even though I asked 6 seconds ago. I miss your lips on mine and your arms around me. I miss everything about you. As much as I miss it though it doesn’t make me sad because I know what we have is real, honest and genuine.

You are the only thing on my mind and I care about you more then you could comprehend. I fall more in lesbian with you everyday and it makes me so ecstatic and excited for life and to see what the future may be…shit I said lesbian.

Did you know PacMan’s original name was Puck man?

Love, Your Boyfriend

Me.

So… My name is Matt and I am 23 years old from Delaware County, Pa. I love my dog (Scooby), my family, my friends, music, film and life. I like to keep a good balance of overbearing extroverted energy and a shy laid back personality. I like jokes and think that farts, dirty words and anything Bill Murray is funny. I am a pretty confident person and constantly make jokes that I am God’s gift to Earth; and that I am ridiculously good looking and amazing. I tend to think I can fix anything or situation by myself and when I can’t I take it really hard and to heart. I can get frazzled easily but hold it together in public really well. I tend to stay busy with music, business and life. I may get confused, shy, over analytic, scared and nervous sometimes and bottle things up but someone told me last night that maybe God is testing me. Not that I am super religious but I didn’t think of it that way and maybe she was right. Sometimes the best things can happen at the worst times and you will have to make it happen. I have been in bands since I was 13 years old and have been recording music since I was 14… not that it was GOOD music… actually it was probably the worst 3 chord songs about adolescent dilemmas anyone has ever heard; songs about not being able to get a cheerleader to like you and your mom not letting you out past 10pm but hell I was recording them anyway. After I learned how to play power chords I did eventually get better, not MUCH better but better none the less and was able to swindle my way into bigger bands that had venture capitalist behind them and was able to tour and put a album in stores worldwide. When that all folded, which when you build something on lies and deceit it will always fold, I opened my own recording/media studio based in Delaware County called Broken Sound with my friend and partner Chris. We have always been in bands and felt like their was something missing so we joined up with some of our friends and started something musically that is now called Opening Day (facebook.com/openingday). With my charismatic charm and good looks I was able to get us on awesome shows in  Philadelphia and surrounding states scene. Someone noticed and then offered me a tour manager job. I leave in 6 days for the first time not being in a band but to tour manage for the Sherwood, The Dangerous Summer and Soletta tour as Solettas tour manager. It’s been a crazy ride so far but this is my life as Matt…