I've been listening to all these concerts I've missed, the past years since I stopped listening. And I've missed a lot. So many new nuances. Many too subtle to hear so that I never really trust what I am hearing though unless it is very clear.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bm7y8UvvUOY
0:15
Smart McCoy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PVzljDmoPVs
If I had heard somethings like that years ago, I would not have wander off then believing there was no place for me here. Believing this wasn't for me, and that my presence and nothing I had to offer was wanted. . But then perhaps I need the space and to be where I was, to survive. Without that, it and many important things, wouldn't have been possible. I guess things happen for a reason. Especially the bad things. Knowing that doesn't make it any easier. Or the shovel any lighter when burying things that have died. And MANY things and people in my life have during this time. Including almost me. Twice. It's been heartbreaking to say the least. Has everything died? After all I've been through in this last decade, all the destruction, I just recently have been feeling reborn after this long dark limbo in the stone cutters vault. Again I rise.
This should be a metal cover, let there be light.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fxhueyC70cU
Like this:
Survivor-Burning Heart
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gJZvVGgon8g
Id love to try one of those tempered fret guitars, great sound.
All though it seems like there is nothing left here to fight for. Not much else that has survived. Forgotten dreams, forsaken wishes and spam to shoe me away and the NFL - no fcuking love. Too bad. My love burns eternal.
