It’s good to see you back to yourself. I hope things are going better. Thanks always for reading and commenting. Indeed concerts are something that take me to a different level. I’ve performed over 300 rock n roll shows. I have to have seen as many. I’ve seen Max Creek over 100 times, and I’ve seen Phish about 60 times in 10 different states, furthest being Washington.

When I was 7 years old we moved to a new town but my best friend only lived like 5 miles away, though he was over state lines (Rhode Island is so small lol). So we still got to hang out. Shortly after that his older brother committed suicide while listening to “Suicide Solution” by Ozzy Osbourne. My young friend was the one who discovered his brother and it was a violent suicide. Everyone was traumatized from it. The news made me near faint and I remember falling back on our couch. My mother was out of control with anxiety before this and this just sent her spiraling.
I was not allowed to listen to heavy music which was what I liked before the psychedelics changed my world view. So I would lie about where I was (no smart phones in the early 90’s) and go to the indie metal shows downtown. I had to hide all my cassette tapes from her and lived under constant fear of discovery. I can tell you this…when those headphones went on, I listened to those notes like they were the voice of my creator itself. And maybe they were. Point being, every time I put on one of my favorite albums, it could very well be the last time I ever got to hear it, so I was attentive.
Eventually I sort of fell in with a crowd who were into partying and so I shifted my interests as I changed. Ironically my Mom and Dad both saw The Grateful Dead like 50 times each and at the time The Grateful Dead were very popular with high school and college kids. So I ended up falling in love with the music I tried to separate myself from.

What an odyssey
Tim