If you listen to a cd enough during a certain part of your life it really dose start to define it. When people talk about hearing a song and it taking you back to a time and a place where you heard it and you can relive that moment through the music i tend to brush it off. For me it takes major repitition and i hardly listen to music any more. Lo and behold i came across a cd that me and my friends used to play in our GrowRoom when we were Working. Everytime i went in to Transplant, Water, Trim, tie up brances that were heavy with resin coated marijuana flowers, and anything pretaining to our garden i would play Gentleman’s Live Cd with the fareast band. I only had the 2nd cd but i played the hell out of the cd i am suprised it did not break.

So tonight when i was trimming a fresh harvest i put it on and whooosh! i mean man i can almost put myself back there. It reminds me of times pasted, friends made and friends lost. Hard times and New Opertunitys. I got the Cd’s from a friend who almost died in a car accident and did not listen to them for a month or two. He was a good friend but was only a fraction of what i can relate this song to.
Every memory links to another and there is a vast web of memories intercomected with each note.

I wanna say whats up to Mike Hogle, Casey, P.A. , Dean(R.i.P.), Twisty, Kenny, Clara, Suzzy, Sara Fry,
Jesika, and anybody who was close to me around that time in my life. Love all of you guys
Holla JP, Morgan, Eric, Brandon, Danny, and Joey and all my Windsor Heads
peace