These are videos of 1st Time Listeners and their Immediate first impressions and Gut Reactions. Reinforcing the Fact that Music Truly is "The Universal Language" ...
Imagine…
The Examiners Tale…
Unfortunately I think I forgot the part where some of these intrepid souls find themselves looking from inside out at the not so innocent Natives watching their cooking pot starting to boil…
Britt: Really…. I’m Free? FR?
Kindness most often lends itself randomly and unexpectedly. But the impression it leaves is unforgettable. That is the strength of it’s bond. That is it’s super power.
Britt: I was the One with the Bag…
"They were all basically doing the same shit as me and TDog were doing, The only thing different was I was the one with THE BAG...
Britt: JailTALK_Her
Part 1: I admire Courage. I'm sharing Britt's Courage- Not Mine. Pretty sure we could all use an ounce of what she is sharing here. What you are witnessing here is her intrepid belief that indeed I would come through for her even after 2 months of no contact. She never wavered.
Britt: Dreamz in Solitude …
I think in anyone’s life, when they see their life as hopeless – the smallest sparkle of a chance, that once-in-a-lifetime glimmer of hope, that if it is offered? It is like a breath of redemption for a drowning soul.
Britt: It Beginz… Part 1
We are also naturally drawn to wanting to be forgiven. Redemption is the act of working towards someone's forgiveness and when both forgiveness and redemption are working to heal the relationship, our journey to being able to accept someone's wrongdoing is greatly supported.
Britt: It Beginz… Part 2
Britt's Journey continues...
The Interview: Really Stupid Questions…
Are You a Cop or affiliated with any agency of the Law? That has to be the stupidest line of questioning on earth. For Real? Yeah. FR FR... !
Stream of Consciousness: No Bullet for Today Plz?
Life doesn't deliver fun packages unexpectedly. We have to work pretty hard and plan for those. But the daily grind? It's called Grind for a reason.
I HAVE a LIFE
My mother died on Pearl Harbor day- the 7th of December, 2013. And today is December 13, eight years and six days further down that stream of life we try to corral, but never can. So it's fitting that I think of her as I begin this project. That's neither good, bad, or ominous. It just fits that relationship is all. You'll figure it out sooner or later. The abused always return to the abuser. Go kick you dog and find out- or plz don't because I love dogs. So don't.
Our Secret Highway 