6 July 2008
Hello all, I'm writing from a brief hotel respite after the show here in Ottawa and I've finally got the chance to sit down and write some of the stuff that's been going through my head recently. Playing all these outdoor festivals has been so amazing, some of the settings have been truly breathtaking, and all of the crowds have been responsive and rocking.
Here's where I might start waxing spiritual, so forgive me. I've always wanted to fly. Pretty much everything I've done in my life has been a jealous attempt to recreate what birds must feel when they catch a breeze with their wings open and just soar. Sometimes, playing with this band, these people, and particularly backing Dweezil up during a solo, something happens that has to be the closest I'll ever get to that feeling. The breeze picks up a little, I close my eyes and get lost in whatever we're playing, and I could swear my feet lift off the ground. That freedom, that amazing feeling of some sort of super power, would never be possible without each person present, including the last person in the last row of the crowd. So thank you, all of you, for helping me fly.
Ok, back to Crisco-ing my wristwatch.
POSTED BY PETE GRIFFIN AT 2008-07-06 01:26:02