I feel like I need to write at this point. But at this point my body has met its limit. I need rest. I need sleep. I need recovery. So. Close. To. Easter.

Rest builds creativity. I need to be creative again. Goodnight all. Love you.

Ray

Low Anthem - Opener.

Cell phone feedback
Raspy voice
Trio
Range of instruments
Soulfoul music
Minimalist drumming.
Ben Harper sounding
Decemberist
Ray lamontagne
Crotales and cell phone feedback

Ray

You are the best
Let it be me

Low key sound/low key lighting
Humility comes through in the stage set up with nearly equal low key lighting, and low key, raspy vocals coming straight from his gut.

Slide guitar, guitar solos
A quiet "thank you very much" in response to screams and whistling

Low lights on "I've been hell so many times it'd bore me" Atmosphere fit with steady acoustic and signature look - Plaid and jeans

Silence between songs anxiously and quietly waiting for the next song.

Cryin' shame. Picked up tempo.
Took the spotlight for first time.

Slowed down again/blues and folk

You can bring me flowers when I'm dead and gone. Country western slide going on.

Solo acoustic
Oh mama something

No spot lights just stage lights.

Jolene! With acoustic and Bass guitar
Mellow thank you drowned out by audience applause

I find my mind is racing all the time

I find my heart is faking all the time

Slide guitar filling what the acoustic bass and drums leaving musically open

Heavily distorted guitar
Some day I'd like to take a walk with you... Nice corntrast

Eric haywood
Pedal stell

Jay bellwood

Jennifer conrose

No introduction for himself.
Hey me hey mama?

Trouble

3 more days
Bring it home

Gossip in the Grain

Matt Collins 7243224457

I will never

Have a Thursday, December 18th 2008 again. It was good, but as it comes to a close I'm forced to wonder what else I could have done with this day. Who knows where else I could be in life if I hadn't made the choices I made or have done what I have up to this point. It seems as though all moments in my life have been perfectly orchestrated to take me to this point, only for this point to pass and be one of the millions of moments previously experienced in my life, propelling me toward some unknown end. Like a car hurtling down the highway at night, all I know is that i am going somewhere. Can't see much in front of me and the glow of brake lights illuminates my memories... Leaving old days in the past. So imperfect, typos and everything. Life happens. Sometimes it's foggy, sometimes I get tired and feel like I'll fall asleep at the wheel. I stop along the way to be re energized, to take a brake from life. As the road signs fly by and the moments pass by, I'm forced to sit, to ask why. To figure out what's going on and where I'm headed. Praying to God I can hold the path on the road I'm on and drive with those people who will keep me in that direction. And when it's all over, please make it sweet. Let me live and realize that the road I was on, although rough and not always easy, took me somewhere amazing. Let me end up with the sunlight kissing my cheeks. God, let me make it through the night. And as I keep driving down this road, gaining momentum and passing every moment faster, let me come to love the road I'm on, and love every second of it. Yeah. That's a night time ride. That's life.

This week in review.

Monday went to appointment in burgh and spent time with parentals. Had dinner at dino's with noah, Rachael, jon, Kent, mike Laick, the sauce, drew, nick and one other person.

Tuesday- Flew out of PA to chi midway, couldn't put my seat back cause someone was really tall behind me. From chi midway to den got stuck between two people and fell asleep. Arrived in den and got picked up in a vette, went to uncles office then dropped off the vette at the shop to replace windshield. Ate at A Noodle (good) and spent some time at office. Drove back to house with uncle and aunt and had dinner. Went to sleep early to wake up early the next morning.

Wed- woke up at 5 to climb a 14'er (Mt. Bierdstadt) with Jerod, Ryan, aunt, Pitzer family -Neil and Amy. Good times. Had lunch at the top. Amazing views and great weather. Went for ice cream with the boys and then played volleyball. Went back to house and watched Olympics.

Thurs- Played rock band with boys, had dental appoint. Took Morgan. Went to starbucks and subway for lunch. Changed oil. Went back to house with morg. Played ping pong, tramp, watched hs musical. More Olympics.

Friday- went to Colorado Mills and party shopping with aunt and Morgan. Headed to gunnison.

So.

I've been thinking about what we remember these days and realize that we remember what is out of the ordinary. Think about your big memories. They weren't your normal, everyday crap.

They were exciting. They were unique. They're fun. It scares me how much of my life I can't recall.

Really.

I think it's time I start having fun, making a memory everyday, and forgetting routine. It's easy to get into a rut with a course schedule, but I want to have fun. I want to make memories.

It also freaks me out what some people remember.

I should have been asleep for two hours...

But I'm not that lucky. At all. I slept for 15. Or 30. I'm not sure. It wasn't enough. I understand what the whole fight club thing was like...

You wake up in Pittsburgh. You wake up in Chicago Midway. You wake up in Denver.

Ahh hell. I just want to get on the plane and pass out.

Oh well. So uh, yeah, I'm just pretty tired.

G Love - "Ride"... Everything sounds better when you're dead tired.

I wake up in two hours.

It's good to realize that we are all one sentence away from being brought to tears, and the power of language.

What's your sentence?