the melodies appear from her eyes.started drinking up a storm after this road trip up north somewhere, and have to admit it is when the music improved.then a fiddle arrived in a large brown truck. those things are addictive. i believe we were totally damned at this point.light must emerge from darkness, otherwise it is merely reflection. fleeing and hiding from darkness is a neverending conflict. it is inescapable. we must embrace the darkness. only then can we emerge as the light within it.and such must we be for such is what we are made of.
you will not presently find much typical band bs here. only vague esoteric ramblings and oh! the music.... enjoy the music. what else matters?
