Greta Morgan of The Hush Sound has written a memoir called The Lost Voice. A preview can be found over at Alt Press:
Next, we played my song “Weeping Willow.” It began with one verse that was just my soft voice and piano. The snow won’t stick to the weeping willow, I sang. Some folks in the front row looked confused, like they were tyring to solve an algebra equation in their heads, but when the boys kicked in for the second verse, the audience started moving, shoulders swaying to the beat. By the time we reached the last chorus, people were also singing along. Song by song, chorus by chorus, we won them over. The rest of our set whirled by in a blur. By the end, I was having so much fun that I broke through my shyness and shoulder-danced a little bit behind my keyboard. When we finished, I was so charged up from the crowd’s energy that I felt like I could’ve single-handedly pushed Fall Out Boy’s tour bus up a hill.
As we walked offstage, we exchanged sweaty high-fives with the Fall Out Boy guys and Pete told us we were his new favorite band. “You’ll probably sell out of T-shirts tonight, but save a couple for us, can you?” he asked.
