The Living Room From The Artist's Eyes

Saturday, July 28th Show.
The Living Room was closer to the sun than any other all summer long. Because of them, the angels at the table on the right, who stood up to uphold their end of the agreement. It was Lizzie and John Marc and they had brought their friend, who's brother was killed in Iraq. We sang for him, for them, for us, for all of U.S and each other. Something good has begun. I gave him the yellow ribbon. He promised to tie it around his arm while running the Navy marathon and ask for peace. We hugged.
The german woman, held her spirit high above the room and kept me reaching for light until I became the world and the world became me. We healed eachother, everyone in the room that night.
The venue was focused and sound was a 10. Bonnie and Bill hosted us and they held the average up at 10, such generosity to share their New York home. Zeek made sure we were comfortable in Soho. The audience was a 9. We merged songs and story perfectly that night. I am in the Now and free from The Fear, because of the healing we had in the living room of the lower east side. - Yours in life and song, from the holy road. Lizzie and the dharma dog too X=h/m