studio update:daddy's dance

i spoke to an old friend today, a friend i don't keep in touch with like i should. he reminded me of when he used to sleep on my couch and half of his bed was a chair- a time in our lives where we had nothing but each other and we could only see in front of us. in our short-sightedness we found struggles and pain, we found ways to cope with what we found and ultimately we found hope- i hope. we were icons to each other that there is more to life than just pain. he is finishing his senior year in college and i have a career serving people who face those same struggles we did all those years ago. what bonds us as people is often ignored- meaning we see differences and reasons to deny each other more plausible than the thought that we are all related by the nature of our being. listen, i get it. it's not easy to associate one's self with someone who you don't identify with. from hair and skin to life changing experiences we have all grown differently and independently of one another but, thankfully we have some thing that helps us transcend the confines of our minds- music. people take from it what they want and find relief and identity with the way it makes them feel.

from Jeff Caraway laying out his passion to Stan Schwertly making this song his by pouring his heart and soul into every note, i am grateful to the people i know who choose to see that we are all in this together.