It’s been a month since the Grammys, and we still cannot properly express how thankful and blessed we feel. Where we stand today is not where we expected to.
When our names were called at the Pre-Telecast Grammy Awards, we each had our cell phones in the air capturing what we thought to be the final moments of being 2014 Grammy Nominees… poised to cheer for one of the big dogs and find our way to a cocktail to celebrate the ride. Little did we know that our lives were about to change.
I believe I was able to snap one pic of our names on the screen before hearing the first syllable of Sarah’s name and losing it. I don’t think I even gave myself the chance to hear my own name before the schoolgirl screams began.
The last snapshot before the end of the world as we knew it.
And, thus began the 5 mile walk to the stage, followed by the impromptu oh-crap-we-didn’t-prepare-anything mess of an acceptance speech. What we said was 100% true. It never crossed our minds that we should prepare anything, because there IS something about being up against such amazing artists (and I’m referring to the names on the cover AND the brilliant minds behind the beautiful packaging designs), that we just didn’t think we had even the slightest chance to win. We’ve come to terms with the idea that maybe our speech was adorable…perhaps it was endearing…and what felt like an eternity of awkward pauses was, in reality, rather short and sweet. We can buy into that, if for nothing else than to be able to sleep at night. However, I’d like to take this time for a do-over. Here’s what I wish we’d said:
“Holy Crap… Cyndi Lauper’s here.” As children of the eighties, this, we wouldn’t change. There’s a great story that Sarah should tell you sometime about a Cyndi Lauper concert she was attending that ended up being rained out…. t-shirts had been made. Hearts were busted… back to the acceptance speech do-over.
“We’d like to thank Reckless Kelly for sharing this crazy and elaborate vision for the record and for riding the project off the edge of what’s sane and reasonable with us. When people ask us how it is that we collaborate so well together, our answer is always the same: They’re like family. And that isn’t something that we just say. You are family. Cody, Willy, Jay, David, Big Neil… we love you guys more than you’ll ever know. You, too, Joe. No one else will ever be able to comprehend the amount of sweat, sleepless nights and stress-drinking went into this project … But … it was worth every second of it.
Thank you to our parents for always supporting our creativity (in this version, I don’t stumble over the ‘t’), Thank you for always ensuring that there was always room for artistic expression in our home… even if, at times, the only tool available was a bucket of old second-hand crayons. And for instilling in us the belief that no matter where you come from or what your journey has been, all things are possible. That you truly can do anything you set your mind to. The fact that we’re standing up here, now, is proof of that, and a testament to your love and support. Mom, Dad, this is as much yours as it is ours.
Thank you to my wonderful James. You are the most amazing and supportive husband ever to have walked the planet. Thank you for always being our toughest critic and our biggest cheerleader. We love you.
Thank you to Daniel for keeping a smile on Sarah’s face, and warmth in her heart. Maybe someday you’ll put a ring on it and you’ll get a bigger thank you….. noooooo pressure.”
This is where they’d cue the music….
“No. No. Nope… Not Done.” The music keeps playing, and we shout over the band, “Thank you to our sisters, Emily and Raina, for inspiring us to be crazy creatives and for keeping Sarah and I from killing each other. We love you higher than the sky. Thank you to the members of The Recording Academy for this incredible honor. Thank you to Dick Reeves for introducing us to The Academy, and for being such a wonderful mentor. Thank you to all of our friends, family and everyone else at home for all the love you’ve shown us over the years. We couldn’t ask for a more supportive community. Thank you to every single one of our clients, past and present, for supporting our little business.” …the music is still playing… “Just a little over a year ago, we were still working out of the 10 x 10 spare bedroom in my little apartment in South Austin … And, at the end of the day, we’re still just a couple girls from the sticks who are doing everything we can to ensure that what we do is what we love. Can’t believe we just won a Grammy for that. Anything is possible … Thank you.”
The Dodds Sisters, circa 1986. Indian Creek, TX
You can see how our actual acceptance speech went down at Grammy.com. Our category is announced at the 26 minute mark.
We’re incredibly thankful that somehow the stars and moon (ahem) aligned to bring us to where we are today…. Sarah, I don’t know where this train will take us, but we’ll be on it together. And, I couldn’t ask for a better travel companion.