By Saturday afternoon, I was worried that the keyboardist's soul wasn't singing loud enough because no one had even intuited the right band. I got a lot of Michael Bolton numbers and a lot of Barry Manilow and it was like, "Who do you think this guy is? A fucking cheeseball?" This man's a wanderer: the kayak, the wash and go hairstyle, the improvised power outlet, the world his very stage. The fourth clue hinted as much, advising contestants to pay attention to the way in which his life appeared to be about traveling, about not being tied down to something as pedestrian as a piano in an apartment. This guy was someone on the go, a guy who could deeply respond to the "highway run of a midnight sun." A guy who knows "the road ain't no place to start a family" (though the dog park is a place to start a concert.) A guy just sitting there in front of his car playing:
"Faithfully" by Journey.
("...loving a music man ain't always what it's supposed to be:" SO TRUE.)
The first winning entry was a shock. It came in at 5:49 p.m. yesterday from Kim Lash of Manhattan, NY. She had not submitted a single entry up to that point, so the fact that she hit upon the song on the first try tells me I need to get the keyboardist her number the next time I see him at the park. She can handle a music man. I believe she understands the risks. But she also understands the rewards.
The second winning entry technically came in 8:06 p.m. that same night from Amy Lawrence of Memphis, TN, but it was her fourth entry within a 24-hour period, so I told her she would have to repeat her guess the following day. At 6:46 a.m. this Sunday morning she resubmitted her latest soul reading and became the second winner of a Kid Table ARC.
Thus ends the contest. Thank you to all participants, who shouldn't feel bad if they couldn't hear the music. We all have different gifts, you know?