"That's what its all about - filling up the chest cavities and emptying the kneecaps and elbows."

Mmhmm, Jimi Hendrix said that folks, and boy did he get it right. It applies to many things, specifically and generally, I'm sure, but for me, it sums up the listening to - and indeed the creation of - tuneful records. As these things go, I have very little insight into this whole uh..Life spin, by what I've seen so far created by the generations that ultimately provide the templates for our future, it's Glum.

In saying that, it's all a matter of who you are, where you're from and what you're wearing.. oh ho! only kidding boys, by gum, I may be wrong, and, in fact, I hope I am.
Oh, give me the space and I'll talk your cerebrum into mush any time of day or night, so don't write me off just on this, grant me another chance to fully explore the limits of your tolerance levels yet and, well, who knows eh? We'll get there fellows, oh we will.

After all, when you define something, you limit it's possibilities.

Oh Patti, how we love thee.
She has my surname y'know.. :)