These guys aren't doing it for the money.
They are doing it because they love doing it.
It shows in the sounds.
You can hear a passion in every note, during every movement.
They know each other. They are friends, brothers, compadres,
comrades, partners (in crime).
They are a collected group of genius with an ever expanding fishbowl.
Their arms reach out and grab you.
They are blue.
They are red and yellow.
A spectrum of of soundful emotions.
I respect these guys.
They went to school together..
they've grown together.
They are pirates on the radio.
Weird pirates with four eyes
and many limbs.
Lots of hair.
I feel these guys.
I want to feel like these guys.
Above money.
Above expectation.
Under the influence of love for their work.
Lifes work.
Life is work.
This is what they want.
They are having it.
And loving it.
Thank you guys for singing out the soundtrack to my current state.
You rock.