What is that feeling you get when you listen to America Del Sur?
Can it be compared to the sun shining on your face during a mild spring day?
Or perhaps its the feeling you get when you when you're jumping out of a 1 story window.
Maybe its the sensation you get after shooting a gun.
Could it possibly be explained by the satisfactory breeze you feel after you turn on the fan?
Is it right to liken it to the rush of adreneline pumping through your body while running through a thick, thorny forest at night, from the cops?
Can one explain it as the feeling one gets when one's dad places his hand on one's shoulder and says, "One, you've made me proud."
Or maybe, just maybe, it can't be explained.

Me and Phillip have been practicing rigorously the past month. So far we've gotten 4 songs into our first greatest hits album. I think its best to just release greatest hits albums instead of regular albums because that way you don't have any filler.

Keep an eye out for us at TSI, Vinyl Frontiers, and Battle of the Bands at BTHS

Love,
TRoss