tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4775955554050052451.post7659516209494009130..comments2023-04-03T07:08:03.903-04:00Comments on ninetymilewind: Song, Come Free Mechromeheadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08033332691491146650noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4775955554050052451.post-52119241456521806362009-04-14T07:03:00.000-04:002009-04-14T07:03:00.000-04:00As usual, a wonderful read..
Thank you for sharing...As usual, a wonderful read..<br />Thank you for sharing your thoughts and experiences so elequently. I feel like I'm there, right now..<br />Blessings to you brother,<br />SteveSteve Robinsonnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4775955554050052451.post-44941355678568056962009-04-13T16:14:00.000-04:002009-04-13T16:14:00.000-04:00Such inspired prose, just love the imagery. Having...Such inspired prose, just love the imagery. Having lived in New England in the mid-80's, I've experienced sunrise in some of the purest air I can remember. The metaphor in this post is striking... totally agree with "this little light", I live for moments where the exchange between performer and audience are as spiritual as they are musical.angelohttp://zero360music.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4775955554050052451.post-90800867160952612912009-04-12T00:24:00.000-04:002009-04-12T00:24:00.000-04:00This is inspiring, Craig. What a beautiful descrip...This is inspiring, Craig. What a beautiful description of the morning. I can picture everything you described and the evening of song you experienced. I think as musicians we live for those moments, that are like a great meal with good friends and conversation.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com