Nashville through crapera’s viewfinder.

I have nicknamed my camera “crapera”. So that’s that.

Here are some [read: lots of] pictures from the weekend in Nashville. I got to stay with my friends Kevin and Mandy and their cool kid Bennett. They were SO generous with their home, their time, and their gasoline. We had a blast.

On Friday night, we ate dinner at Mellow Mushroom with a very famous band named 4th Man. Ok, “very famous” may be pushing it for now. But give them time. They were in Nashville to record an album. You can read about it here on Justin’s blog.

At dinner, Mandy got a little violent and launched a tomato wedge at Justin. Result seen here. I don’t know what the issue was, something about background vocals and a cowbell. Who knows.

Saturday morning we ate at this super cute restaurant Marche. Broccoli, turkey, and cheddar omelet? Don’t mind if I do.

There was a really famous guy there- black sweatshirt, frizzy salt and pepper hat poking out from every side of a black hat, and dark sunglasses. I don’t know who he was, but Kevin and I are SURE he’s famous. Or wants to be. And I couldn’t take his picture- it would only feed his indoor sunglasses ego.

Bennett started this new thing while we were hanging out. Bending at the waist, like one of those ski jumpers when they are going down the steep jump. It’s funny. It’s MORE funny to watch him bend than it is to feel the warm throw up on your leg afterwards. I mean, it’s kinda funny that he pukes ….

We spent Saturday driving throughout Nashville seeing all sorts of cool places. Yet the thing that I was dying to catch on film is this. How often do you see a heart shaped bald spot? Not enough to be satisfied, that’s for sure. Consider it my early Valentine’s gift to you.

We went to a recording studio [to remain nameless due to the nature of some of these photos and how they could maybe get us in trouble] to watch 4th Man recording. This is them in the studio.
So… we watched that for a few minutes and when Bennett had enough, we peaced out. But instead of immediately leaving the premises [reason for nameless studio], we decided that a Saturday afternoon is the prime time to see all aspects of a recording studio. Even, maybe the conference room?

I tell you what, she’s talented, and she can not resist belting out an anthem when around an instrument of any kind.
I, on the other hand, am a multi-tasker. Here, you see me handing a security phone call [“No sir, I don’t see any random people trying to open every door throughout the building. But I’ll let you know if I do.”], composing a song, and playing it for the security guard on the phone.
Then Bennett decided that it was important for us to have a serious meeting. He had some recording deals to talk over and a budget to be approved, line by line. Not to mention a time crunch- the man eats every 2 1/2 hours, so we had to get hoppin’. When someone this powerful and influential tells me to jump, I say “What did you say? I couldn’t understand you because of that pacifier.”
There’s no way folks will even know we were ever there…. except for the baby prints on the glass table. Whoopsie. But we left them- it just gives everyone there a little something to think about next time they sit down for a meeting. A mystery, if you will. [And I know you will.]
Yes. These are statues of naked people. Yes. I did do some strategic blurring. Yes. Kevin did keep his clothes on. Yes. This is one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen. Ever.
This is in the Mann’s house. I know it’s dark, but I really loved seeing the porch lights glowing through the window shade. They have an awesome house- very cute.
Saturday night we ate at J. Christopher’s (thank you, Tom Downs). It was COLD so we didn’t do a lot of walking around, but Nashville is beautiful through a car window.

Tomorrow I will tell you all about Sunday in Nashville. Really the crux of the whole experience was Sunday. I postpone the continuation of this weekend recap not because I like leaving you hanging, but because I feel like I have given you a full load for today. And honestly, I don’t know how to write it all out yet. But I will. Don’t you worry about that.

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