The next morning, one of the punk club's booking agents emailed me if she would be interested in playing as a tour band opener. Then I asked if others were interested in playing with the local band going on the tour. Then my landlord emailed me an eviction notice. I responded to all three with warmth and compassion.

The band slept in a van during the day in exchange for driving at night. Earned maybe $ 100 overnight in the first seven shows. I spent money on Chinese food, new guitar strings and beer, and gas tanks.

Later, one of the streaming services sent an automated analysis report. 8,000 people have streamed my song. I did a Google search myself. KEXP played the song and 8,000 people streamed it. And the next day they played it again and I received another email alerting thousands of streams from the streaming service.

Emails are starting to increase. Some non-local stations have started playing songs, online content aggregators have begun recommendations, and streaming services have begun to put them into playlists. I felt like an avalanche. It was like shouting in the sky until the snow and ice fell at once. I was looking down at the wall where snow and ice crashed.