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Saturday, June 03, 2006
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Current mood:bemused
Category: MySpace
My space is a crazy/wild sprint to the finish...like hens and chickens running, spouses not, friends standing by. Music is my salve, my salvation...the road is the dues you pay just to be in the band. The few hours of music you're able to play on the road is puny compared to the countless, constant demand of travel, but it only makes the pull of the music stronger. The music's the massage...
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