The stuff from the speakers opened minds and souls to interesting possibilities. We turned it up til the speakers broke and still continued to listen in our minds boom box. It was the lyric, the moment, the truth that was needed in the moment. The reflection of what we were seeing from the words becoming flesh were startling, baffling, real. Everything in this time is now messed up, surreal, dystopian. Let’s see what can be done when the call of the music infects our hearts making one at peace or turmoil. When it all comes down to it the groove of the record and the message it contains is what matters most.
Tony "T-Bird" Burgess
Hi there, my name is Tony Burgess from Chattanooga, Tennessee, USA. I am a believer, bleeding-heart, idealist and blogger. I'm married to Laura and Cody is our dog. Daily I work for a blood bank. My blog is where I chronicle and curate the sacred, serious and silly things in my life. I am a member of The Episcopal Church. Thank you for connecting with me. Grace, peace, and love! View all posts by Tony "T-Bird" Burgess