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Shapeshifter Romance: On Being A Married Musician

Starting with a disclaimer is boring so I’m not going to. We can slog through that in a little while. Instead, how about we begin with a short biography of me, the author of all the sentences you’re looking at?

I’m going to imagine that whoever’s reading this has just said something like:

Hey man, this is YOUR article. As long as you have a point, do whatever the hell you want!”

Yeah, I agree, and I do, so let’s start with the short bio:

My name is Andy Baxter. I am married to Sarah Baxter who is a loving, independent, beautiful, tiny, fiercely loyal, hard-working, creative, funny, unique, and many-other-things woman. I am also a singer in a music band called Penny & Sparrow.

The End.

See? That was quick, moderately painless, and you learned the two things about me that you’ll need so as to continue reading along. In case you missed them though, here they are again in an, even more, brevity friendly format:

I’m married. I’m a musician.

There. That’s that. Now onto part 2, which I’m calling:

THE VILLAGE METHOD (a.k.a. – Why I’m actually writing this thing)

We were really lucky in the early days of full-time music. That luck came at us in a bunch of ways, too.

One of them is the fact that when we started going on big tours, our wives came with us.

We all 4 decided to live off our savings and what we could make on the road.

We relied on the hospitality of strangers and went on a massive, grueling, beautiful, painful, exciting, depressing, Nationwide adventure.

Sometimes it was romantic, like when we got to take our wives on a date to Central Park and we fell asleep in the sun.

Sometimes it was shitty, like breaking down crying in Arkansas and feeling like privacy is impossible to find.

Sometimes it was easy, like when you show up to a city you’ve never been to and a couple hundred folks show up knowing your words.

Sometimes it was damn near impossible, like when your van dies for good in Jersey the morning of the show you’re supposed to play in Charlottesville. (We made it by the way, just barely)

Going through so many different things in different places was exhausting. There was just so much change, all the time, and you and your spouse are in this little eye of the storm as the constant. Some days it felt like we were the only unmoving things in this huge flipbook of newness where page after page was a different city and a different venue.

That process sharpened us a ton and we are deeply thankful for wisdom gained through friction.

That said, I reckon it’s time for my disclaimer:


Giving advice can be murky business. It sometimes feels like guesswork mixed with feigning expertise. It’s hard because everyone is different and just because something worked for one person doesn’t mean that it’s the right thing for somebody else. That said, I do think there’s value in telling stories and walking people through your successes and failures. That’s a kind of advice, I think.

It might take a village to raise a child but I also think it takes a village to get through adulthood. Thus: I believe people are necessary. I believe we need folks to tell us where they bled and what cut them so that, maybe, we can avoid that very same knife.

So yeah, I’m married and I’m a musician and I have lived my own life and seen some things. Allow me, in my own meandering way, to show you something about my marriage that you might find helpful.

Now it’s time for the main course. I shall call it….


ITERATIONS (a poem & a practice)

A Poem.

My partner of 8 years is beside me in bed

I’m almost positive it’s her


I remember when she slept on her breasts

With her face pointed out a window in Texas


But this woman sleeps on her side

And we own a home together in Alabama


She was aggressively blonde once

That was around the time she swore off scary movies


But the wife stirring next to me

Loves October films and buzzes her head


There was an apartment and a girl who never drank

Still here, older, an enjoyer of scotch and water


A past life nurse with the sturdiest of spines

Here she yawns, more designer than doctor


I loved it, way back, when she said I’m sorry with a kiss

I love it now when she says it with sentences


We started and she was 23, planted deeper than me

She’s 31 now and our roots have fused


Years ago, home from a hard day, she would want space

Today was hard though, and she wanted words and me


She promises she’s the same Sarah

I say it doesn’t matter, I’ve fallen for every version


A Practice

I think the poem does a decent job describing something about relationships we forget. Hell, it’s something about humans we forget. The non-fancy way to describe it goes like this: People change.

But that’s only two words and the idea is too heavy to be held up by such simplistic columns. A better description would be: People are ever-changing. That’s closer, but it still doesn’t really carry the weight of what I mean.

Maybe this will help…

The woman I fell asleep next to on our first night of marriage is not the same woman sitting across the table from me as I write this. She looks different, she enjoys different food, she hates different things, she loves the stuff she used to hate, she laughs in a different way, she has sex in a different way, and her smile isn’t the same.

DNA testing will prove that, yes, it is still her, but I think you get what I’m saying. I married a living, breathing, evolving beauty. Her beauty requires something of me, too. It requires me to be a student, sitting at its feet, and studying the nuances.

Loving her is like taking a language class that keeps updating regularly with new slang and different nouns. And with each new addition, the grammar rules change. In short, loving her is hard sometimes.

What I’ve learned to do is be curious. Check in and ask questions. Learning your lover and relearning them again and again and again.

Allow them to do the same for you because, in case you haven’t noticed, you’re evolving as well. What I think you’ll find is that partners who embrace each other’s fluctuating personalities love, forgive, and weather difficulty better than folks who don’t.

The people you love are going to keep changing regardless of whether you’re a gas station attendant, owner of a flower shop, doctor, lawyer, or lowly traveling musician.

So if you’ll allow me one sentence’s worth of unsolicited advice, keep reading…

If you want to be a person who stays in love in the midst of inevitable change, then become curious, check in, and ask questions.



It is no exaggeration to say that without Chris Jacobie we wouldn’t be a band today. He has been with us since we were playing for 6 people in Austin & was there a few nights ago when we played for 1,000.

Penny & Sparrow

Austin, TX & Florence, AL

“Chris has some of the best ears and ideas in the business! Plus, he makes an artist feel at ease and welcome in a studio environment.”

Decca Recording Artist: Jarrod Dickenson

Nashville, TN

As a producer, Chris just gets the big picture of where you are coming from and where you want to go. He helps protect the sound you want while at the same time exploring new ideas. We cannot wait to go back!”


Lexington, KY

"The questions Chris asked and the challenges he posed along the way broadened my understanding of myself as a songwriter, and of the craft itself.”

Nick Dahlquist

St. Louis, MO

“I don't know enough about sound and audio to say why, but I know that when I work with Chris, I can trust that he knows what I want. And that's totally kickass!”

JP Ruggieri

Nashville, TN

“We love Chris's creativity in the studio. Working with him is like a360-degreee musical experience. It's AWESOME!”

Willow City

Fredericksburg, TX

Andy Baxter

1 Comment

  1. Jacob Dixon on April 7, 2018 at 8:13 am

    Thank you for this! Great truths to keep in mind for those of us that are early on in our marriages. My wife and I are trying to figure out what could potentially work for our marriage music-career-wise and it’s cool to hear from someone who is doing it & remembering that it looks different for everyone.. and will be ever changing.

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