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As time goes by and the world transitions from print to electronic media, I am so amazed by the countries that stop by this little blog every day. I love to check out other blogs from Spain to Lithuania, to Argentina, South Africa and beyond. I love this media, I am grateful for it, and as I am a young man, I look forward to years of commentary and reporting to you, world, via this medium. Click on the map and check out some of the places... Peace-Mike
Some thoughts: Feb 14, 1937, the year my adoptive mother, Barbara, was born.
Feb. 14, 1929, the Saint Valentines Day Massacre occured. Poignant b/c of my Chicago roots.
Feb. 14, 2009, on the menu: Veggie Moussaka, Greek salad, Muhammara, and berry crisp. Good shit!
I'm grateful for my beautiful Lady and children. Life is good...Peace and much love on this most commercial holiday!
Onward!
Your music had a profound effect on me. You will be sorely missed. Blessings and Peace on your gifted, wonderful soul...The first concert I took my son Jakob to was a Dave Matthews Band show in Bonner Springs, Kansas. They opened with #41. Their encore that night was Don't Drink the Water. LeRoi's woodwinds on songs like Bartender captivated me or years, literally.When Kelli first got me into DMB sometime in 2002, I focused on their music for at least three years, exclusively. Three years of nothing but Dave in the CD player and nothing but Dave on the DVD player. I picked their music apart. In fact, not since I was an adolescent have I completely studied a band. Then it was The Who. To a lesser degree The Doors and Zeppelin along with Pink Floyd, Rush and others...But as an adult, DMB I have followed. Since then the only artist to pique my interest to the same degree is Mos Def. Well, I can't imagine DMB being the same. Clearly the band is going to go on. I'll still buy tickets to their shows. I just realized, Kell, Jakob and I saw LeRoi at the Gorge for I think his last show there. Last summer...Peace and love, allMike