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Friday, April 08, 2005

Now onto the real stuff...

OK, let me start by saying I LOVE PHISH and _______! yes, i spelled that correctly

i know, it's silly, but there is this guy on the message board that ends all his posts with that tagline. i am founding member of www.truephans.com and i will have to say that alot of us posters there have completely plagiarized JQ's tagline. I will never forget the one that really sticks out in my mind... I love Phish and crabcakes! I was thinking, OMG JQ, you area gag!

You are probably thinking, if you are on a message board, why do you need a blog. Well, i don't NEED a blog, but heck, it's free, and this is just for me, not for anyone else... so, yeah, i'm gonna be selfish and this is gonna be all about me!!!

Another thing, i will also talk ALOT about music here... i really need a job in the music industry... anyone know anybody that can hook me up? :-) I will post lyrics, new bands i have discovered, websites... i will also let you know what i'm listening to and why...

For instance, right now, i'm listening to Trey Anastasio's Bonnaroo 2004 show... he had a full orchestra! Big ole' hippy out there with an orchestra... it's beyond beautiful..... I love trey, the man really is a jedi when it comes to the guitar... i could watch his hands all day long play the guitar.... here are some lyrics to one of my favorite trey tunes.... and with that, i'm off to bed...
I love Phish and beautiful lyrics!!!

Secret Smile
Sometimes when the evening's young
The wind dies down the setting sun,
crochet's the clouds with yarn so fine,
and fills the oceans with red wine.
I see the sky, the forest fair,
bringing flavor to the air.
I raised my glass and in a while,
you answer with a secret smile.

Hold on, with me
Hold on
Hold on, with me
Hold on

An airborne leaf that landed near,
has carried Dionysys here.
I slip away but only when,
he sees our glasses filled again.
Sometimes when the evening's young
The wind dies down the setting sun,
crochet's the clouds with yarn so fine,
and fills the oceans with red wine.

Hold on, with me
Hold on
Hold on, with me
Hold on

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