i’m listening to hootie and the blowfish right now…

i’ll pause for those of you that feel the need to expel a groan or complete an obligatory eye roll…

all set?

good.

hootie music has traveled with me through my various incarnations since my sophomore year of undergrad… 1994…it’s been there with me as i finished my BFA, spent the summer of ’97 doing nothing but playing guitar, working two jobs and dreaming with my best friend of one day being in a band like hootie and the blowfish… hootie was there when i got a real job, ended relationships, got married, got divorced and started grad school. hootie was there when i finally realized the love of my life was sitting two desks away from me…hootie was there when i accepted that someone out there thought i was the same to her… hootie cds were among the first things i packed when i left my life… they were among the first things i put on the newly installed shelves in my new studio… the first cds i converted to mp3s when i got a new laptop…

because, no matter where i end up, i know i’ll have this music with me… to remind me of where i’ve been…and plant the seeds of wonder of where i’ll be in the future.

it’s good stuff. music and art have the amazing power of time travel. the music never changes, the perception and associations surrounding those 4 minutes does. awesome.

just thought you should know that.