Wednesday, August 01, 2001

"There we stand about to fly
Peeking down over land
Parachute behind

What was that moment for which we live?
Without a parachute about to dive
I find myself convincing
Blindly falling faster

How easy
Know the place I’m leaving
And the rest just is gone

Oh the adoration
But how much strength does it take
For exploration
For split decision
Or are you stronger to remain

I find myself convincing
Blindly falling faster
How easy
Know the place I’m leaving
And the rest is just gone

It crept up on me
Ignored all my pleas
Begging to leave
No justice to name me
Fell out of the sky
Cease it to be
Without a reply
Gravity fails me
And when I awoke
I knew what was real
Hope to convince you
Lies they all torture me
Opened the door
Knew what was me
I finally realized
Parachute over me"
-Guster

This is one of my favorite songs as well as favorite bands’. It was soothing my ears as I read and humbly conceded to JoFish19’s powerful refutation to my previous post. His point was well taken, however I choose to remain on the other side of the fence. But his effort wasn’t totally lost; I can see where he’s his stemming from all the more clearer now.

Speaking of JoFish19, he and I went to a Guster concert in Pontiac a while back. It was great; the drummer, I believe his name is Brian, played his percussion set entirely with his hands. With only three in the band, they come up with the most amazing music I’ve ever heard. I would definitely recommend them to anyone looking for a great tune and a phenomenal concert.

Check em out @ www.guster.com or their CD’s; which include, Parachute, Goldfly and Lost and Gone Forever.

Oh and JoFish19, I hope in the duration of our little debate, I didn’t offend you too much. If I did, I apologize.


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