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Day One Hundred Fifty

Wow. A hundred and fifty days have come and gone since I started this.

Found something cool online tonight. An interview and a concert by a former classmate of mine, Cory Chisel. He and his band, the Wandering Sons, put out a great record last year called "Death Won't Send A Letter." I've hyped the album at work, and sold some copies, and can't wait to hear what he does next. While I may not have followed closely in the last decade or so, I've bought his albums when they've come out, and have run into him and supported his efforts across the years and the miles of our lives. The last time I saw him, at a 24 hour diner in our hometown, he suggested that, when I get my songs in order, we should play some gigs together. I laugh at that notion now, considering how far he's come in the years since he played in a friend's backyard after our high school graduation. If nothing else, his success proves that it can be done, and it gives those of us who still dream hope that, with enough work, those dreams can come true. I know full well that there's very little chance he'll ever read this, but I'll say it here: Cory's an inspiration to those of us who dabble. His music is nothing short of a revelation. It's the most timeless, classic sounding music I've heard in the last twelve months, and I hope to god it keeps coming. Do yourself a favor, and pick up "Death Won't Send..." and while you're at it, grab "Little Bird" and his "Cabin Ghosts" EP. You won't regret it.

I'm off to make myself a better musician.

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