David Garza @ Continental Club 1/27/09
"Live every day like its your last and you will be rewarded"
Written in black permanent marker on the bathroom stall, this phrase brought meaning and sense to my experience at the David Garza show last night. I feel a deep need to reconnect with myself and my loved ones, to hold them dear to my heart with a death-grip force field.
I feel very good about the future, more so now than ever before. It's weird how unsettling feelings come and go, but once a decisive move is made, a vision comes over me. One of beauty and love and warmth and pure understanding.
I'm not sure if I'm making much sense, but whenever I'm looking for a little faith, a little hope and inspiration, a throwback to art and vision, I go see David Garza. His music and spirit elevate my creative mind, give me the hope that I need. He played a lot of classics, Slave, Discoball World, Float Away, New Kind of Love, and jammed out to some sweet ass covers.
Every girl and guy danced and swayed like their life depended on it.
I have so much I want and need to say, but this will have to suffice at present. I can only say what it inspired me to do, to be. I want to write every word I've ever wanted to write, I want to take pictues, film action, film beauty, teach and enrich people's lives... I'm not sure how all this is going to come together but I feel like for the first time it's starting to.
Does anyone ever feel like God has a path for them, a place, right inside one of his many pockets?
All I know is, I'm ready.
Written in black permanent marker on the bathroom stall, this phrase brought meaning and sense to my experience at the David Garza show last night. I feel a deep need to reconnect with myself and my loved ones, to hold them dear to my heart with a death-grip force field.
I feel very good about the future, more so now than ever before. It's weird how unsettling feelings come and go, but once a decisive move is made, a vision comes over me. One of beauty and love and warmth and pure understanding.
I'm not sure if I'm making much sense, but whenever I'm looking for a little faith, a little hope and inspiration, a throwback to art and vision, I go see David Garza. His music and spirit elevate my creative mind, give me the hope that I need. He played a lot of classics, Slave, Discoball World, Float Away, New Kind of Love, and jammed out to some sweet ass covers.
Every girl and guy danced and swayed like their life depended on it.
I have so much I want and need to say, but this will have to suffice at present. I can only say what it inspired me to do, to be. I want to write every word I've ever wanted to write, I want to take pictues, film action, film beauty, teach and enrich people's lives... I'm not sure how all this is going to come together but I feel like for the first time it's starting to.
Does anyone ever feel like God has a path for them, a place, right inside one of his many pockets?
All I know is, I'm ready.