Drum Corps.I play the snare and Keyboards (marimba, vibes etc.)I also play some guitar a little piano and drum set.climbing....off roadingstuff....
Ummm ..... idk now....
The line-storm clouds fly tattered and swift.
The road is forlorn all day,
Where a myriad snowy quartz stones lift,
And the hoof-prints vanish away.
The roadside flowers, too wet for the bee,
Expend their bloom in vain.
Come over the hills and far with me,
And be my love in the rain.
The birds have less to say for themselves
In the wood-world's torn despair
Than now these numberless years the elves,
Although they are no less there:
All song of the woods is crushed like some
Wild, earily shattered rose.
Come, be my love in the wet woods, come,
Where the boughs rain when it blows.
There is the gale to urge behind
And bruit our singing down,
And the shallow waters aflutter with wind
From which to gather your gown.
What matter if we go clear to the west,
And come not through dry-shod?
For wilding brooch shall wet your breast
The rain-fresh goldenrod.
Oh, never this whelming east wind swells
But it seems like the sea's return
To the ancient lands where it left the shells
Before the age of the fern;
And it seems like the time when after doubt
Our love came back amain.
Oh, come forth into the storm and rout
And be my love in the rain.
-Robert Frost, A Line-Storm Song
Remy Zero
snow patrol
Brett Dennen
Blue Devils
Santa Clara Vangaurd
Cavaliers
Jackson
Prince
Cream
Ben Bishop
Jack Johnson
Elton John
Billy Joel
Simon & Garfunkel
John Mayer
Johnny Cash
Railroad Earth
The Streets
Mommas & Papas
Air Supply
Andrea Bocelli
Il Divo
but Most of all...
Shane Byrd
Crash
Silent Hill
Saw
Happy Feet!
Documentaries please....
Robert Frost, White Spider(the classic ascent of the Eiger), Helter Skelter, etc. NON-FICTION
late june.........Heroes are ideal images of people who dont live life