Rachel Troublefield

"there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people. . ." -vincent van gogh

Call Me Maybe

I wrote Call Me Maybe after going to see a movie and my friend was in it.
 I don’t know if I can still call him my friend because we haven’t spoken in a while.  
It’s not that we haven’t spoken for any heartbreaking reason, it’s just that our lives have grown apart.

 We took acting class together. Actually he was my first acting partner in New York.  He holds a special place in my heart, not just because of that, but because he’s a great guy.  We really connected as friends.  I felt like I could talk to him about whatever.  We hold totally different belief systems but our souls still spoke a similar language.  We did scenes together, chatted together, dreamed about where our lives would take us.  

At the time I didn’t know my life would take me into pursuing music full time.  I DID know that he would be acting, and very successfully, sooner rather than later.  

It was a summer day. A Monday. I had just finished tracking some vocals for my Brooklyn Dark EP.  It was a super muggy day.  It was sunny but also raining.  One of those days.  

I went to Whole Foods and got some gluten-free pretzels and a pint of So Delicious brand Almond Milk ice cream and headed to the movies with the my goodies tucked deep in my bag :) 

Suddenly on the screen was his face. IT WAS MATT’S FACE!!  I was so happy!  I was looking around for people to be happy with but since I mostly go to the movies by myself (especially on a Monday in the middle of the day) there was no one.  So I sat back and watched and thoroughly enjoyed my the film. My friend. My first guy friend in the city.  My first acting partner.  And I’ll admit it, my first New York crush CRUSH it on the silver screen.  He was amazing.  The part was perfect for him.  I laughed way too loud at his lines and even cried tears of joy.  I knew it would happen.  I’m so glad it happened.  

I would love to see him again.  He’s not a Facebooker.  I wonder if his number is the same? Or his email address?  Is that too stalker-esque?