About the Artist
space rock...space to rock....
The existence of perfect weather for humans was first recognized by two after hours dreamers, South Grand schemers standing in a flood light glow. Impromptu pre-dawn therapy sessions for wayward sons. Soaking up small sips of character seeping from the bricks and into our soggy brains. Brimming with ambition that would vanish come dawn. But we recognized it. A momentary grasping of unearned equilibrium.....a glimmer of proof that some type of future clarity might exist. Maybe out west. Maybe a better intention. False starts, falling apart, and finally just the sound of letting it happen.
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