Am I just dreaming?

I don’t rap, I don’t sing, just a writer trying to make sense of things
I think all day and write all night, find the way to illuminate the light
Am I just dreaming in a world that’s come undone?
Am I just dreaming or am I just having so much fun
Let it last so, so long
Am I just dreaming, I don’t know?
Does it all have to make sweet sense?
Will our hearts then finally rest? While our minds take the final test
I don’t shoot, I don’t kill, just a writer trying to pay the bills
I work all day and write all night, find the way to share this life
Am I just dreaming in a world of wonder
Am I just dreaming, oh no Madonna
Let it last way past tomorrow
Am I just dreaming, I don’t think so
Does it all have to make sweet sense?
Will our hearts then finally rest? While our minds take another test
I don’t strum, I don’t drum, just a writer trying to make you hum along
Make you want to write this song
As you pour it out your lungs, oh baby you haven’t heard enough
Until you hear that back beat break in and then walk right out again
Until you hear that back beat break in and then turn around, and walk right out again
Forget the time you read over all the rules and still you misunderstood
So you forged ahead again and never turned back your head
Then things got tired just like these last few funky lines
I don’t talk, I lost my tongue, just a writer with working fingers, thank god
I think all day and write all night, with my dragon love and fire child
Am I just dreaming that this world will come to an end
While a new one awaits us where we will all unite as friends
Let it last so, so long
Am I just dreaming, I don’t think so
Am I just dreaming?

© Chico Sousa 2008

Hello Truth, Wherever You Are

Well I could sit down and begin to decipher and organize all the thoughts and feelings that are inspiring this moment of written word. Maybe I could shape an outline first, then develop it into a nice story according to all the writing rules that exist, but lately I find myself back where I started years ago. Simply allowing the words and expressions to come out of me unaltered, raw. People seem to connect with it, so why fight it. It may leave me an unpublished author until my death but such is life, and death.

I guess I wish the whole world could just stop! At least for one full day so everyone can have a chance to just listen and truly take stock of one’s life and the wonderful life that surrounds us. Let everyone rest from his or her worries and fears. One seems never to have enough time to do so and even when they do it is marred with interruptions and distractions. If we all had this opportunity would we not see that we are all going in different directions and we are all responsible for our global disconnect? We could all stop to catch the same frequency and realign ourselves with natural timing. In other words, our complaints and suffering would cease to exist if we could stop the mechanisms of global living so we could rest and find the truth to end the lies. Come together and help one another, share with each other, all truths. These truths travel time by spreading information to all those who are in the dark, through an army of storytellers.

I just finished reading a booked called Confessions of an Economic Hit Man. As the story plays out, unfolding America’s true colours of imperialism from Vietnam, Saudi Arabia all the way to Iraq and Iran, the question still arises from readers -what can we do? Of course the basics come out again and again, write to this person and that person, make your choices with your dollars and your mind. Yet, so much of this information has been available for decades while our suspicions run rampant, but still here we are looking for more answers. When we find some free time. We are barely given enough time to grieve and to enjoy life let alone the time and patience to seek all truths.

So what truths have been kept from us? Or are they simply assumptions that the rest of us unwillingly are simply assuming. Is it just the way it is? The current cover story from Adbusters magazine, talks about how the hipster is the dead end of Western Civilization. In the article the author summarizes –

“We are a lost generation, desperately clinging to anything that feels real, but too afraid to become it ourselves. We are a defeated generation, resigned to the hypocrisy of those before us, who once sang songs of rebellion and now sell them back to us. We are the last generation, a culmination of all previous things, destroyed by the vapidity that surrounds us. The hipster represents the end of Western civilization – a culture so detached and disconnected that it has stopped giving birth to anything new.”

Although I find his generalizations rather simplistic I did find this article very interesting but a strong part of me relates to the hipster in that I can see how some of us have come to this point. I strongly believe that despite all of our efforts with the worldwide protests that ensued after 9/11 in response to the US decision to invade Iraq, that for millions of us, the wind under our sails was extinguished. It was a major blow to our collective consciousness and it has taken years for us to rise again. Now, millions of us believe that nature itself will lead the final blow back to the system. A system that we must finally believe has never behaved for the greater good of this planet and all of its inhabitants. Have you ever heard of a planet called Nibiru? I feel Jon flying around me nudging my elbow that sets these fingers into motion. He wants the truth to be set free too. Let us raise our children to set sail and live in a time of freedom that is unaltered, raw and breathes new life into one that is dying a very slow death.

The lights have dimmed but still shine bright

Friday
July 4, 2008

It’s one in the afternoon and I’ve just finished eating an over priced breakfast in the Calgary airport. I’m awaiting my flight to London since leaving Vancouver earlier this morning.

I have kept all electronic devices to a minimum this time. No laptop as I go back to my old school roots with pen and paper! I do have a Blackberry which I check Facebook now and again, reading over everyone’s thoughts and tears about Jonathan’s tragic death. The day after Canada Day celebrations, my 17-year-old cousin and his best friend Dan were killed instantly in a car accident. Today is the US July 4th celebrations and this weekend we will bury two young shining stars who’s light dimmed far too early. And only dim they will for their light will never be gone. The outpouring of love and sadness in Strathroy and London is incredible from what I’ve witnessed all the way from the west coast. Their tribute page on Facebook is far past 500 people already and I can feel the loss and pain of all their high school friends and family.

It’s definitely a tragic moment in our family. I can feel the intensity of it all escalating as I get closer to seeing all my family again. It’s been just over a month since we were all together celebrating my Ben’s first birthday. Now we are all united again. I wish we could all move smoothly into honouring his life, celebrating it all instead of mourning it all. Death is a complicated beast that holds so many different meanings to every person. I’m praying for my whole family, especially Jon’s parents and two sisters Mackenzie & Monique to find peace and serenity in the midst of chaos. Part of me is happy to be able to come back home and lend my hand and all my love. Another part of me is almost overwhelmed with the sadness that lies ahead on this journey. Many years ago in London another tragic event in our family took away a father and a mother leaving the children behind. It rocked the community and our families very hard, as it was the top story in the news. In today’s London Free Press, the story of Jonathan and Dan was printed. It is still all very hard to believe.

My thoughts are on a Ferris wheel. The circle of thoughts goes round and round. My last memories of Jonathan was from Christmas and my last family reunion, thoughts of his family and their sadness, thoughts of all my family and how this affects them, my own brother who I hope outlives me by 125 years, my amazing wife and precious son. All of these thoughts while I sit in the middle of the Calgary airport filled with cowboy hats and partygoers ready to get their drunk on for Stampede. Can’t help think that Clo & Celeste would love Calgary.

Looks like my plane has arrived. Next stop London where my brother picks me up and we’ll head off straight to the visitations at the funeral home. I can’t help think how Jonathan was embarking on manhood and how I will miss finally connecting with him at that stage in life.


Monday
July 7, 2008

Well here it is my first chance to write again since and I’m back in Calgary en route home to Vancouver. What an emotional weekend. Friday night when I arrived my uncle, brother and godson picked me up and we headed to Strathroy for visitations at the funeral home. On the way there we stopped for a few minutes of reflection on Hickory Road at the spot of the fatal accident that took my cousin and his best friend. School friends had already begun leaving flowers, pictures and notes for the two young men. Two wooden crosses stood tall with both their names on them.

As we approached the funeral home the support was simply overwhelming. Two long lines coming from both sides of the funeral home that went alongside the roadside and around the corner. The funeral home was packed full of family, friends and many high school students. There were so many flower arrangements that they didn’t all fit in the funeral home. The visitations had started at 3:00 p.m. and it was now 9:00 p.m and the lines were still massive. The lines of people two thousand strong didn’t disappear until well past midnight and it had been a long, emotional and overwhelming day for everyone. Late that night my uncle, brother and I stayed up until sunrise serenading our cousin with an all night guitar jam.

What a gorgeous sunrise it was this Saturday too. A beautiful sunny day had arrived for us to lay these two young men to rest. The funeral service was over capacity with the church hall next door also full of hundreds of people watching the ceremony on a big screen. After the church we were in the funeral procession with two lines of cars headed down the streets and by the closed highway. The final stage at the cemetery was heart wrenching as we poured our emotions outside and into the air and trees all around us.

This is not an easy thing to write about and even now I am constantly hesitating with my pen. The entire weekend my thoughts would continue to jump from one person to another and how difficult this must be for them as it is for me. How unfair it all seemed losing two great young men. Although my cousin was twenty years younger than me I felt I knew him better than I ever did after this weekend, sadly. They touched the lives of so many people and they all shared their stories, love and support with us all and I thank them all for that.

After the cemetery hundreds showed up at the Portuguese Club where we all shared lunch together. After lunch my uncle and I went to watch my brother and godson play their soccer match. With black armbands on they hit the soccer pitch and dedicated the game to their young cousin Jonathan. That night the four of us performed one last serenade to our cousin.

I am now on a plane finally taking me home to Vancouver. It’s the first time I’ve left my one year old son and wife behind and I’m missing them big time. My eyes are dry and sore from the emotional weekend and the lack of sleep. I leave my hometown of London feeling sad about never seeing Jonathan again but I am also full of immense pride and joy for the legacy he leaves behind. I am so proud of the men and women in our families and the great children they are raising. I hope and pray that the Desa and Medeiros families can truly embrace the love and joyful spirit of their sons through the friends and family who all hold a piece of them in their hearts. This tragedy shook up two families, the community of Strathroy and their only high school. Now we begin the healing. Thank you Jonathan for your spirit, your kindness, your humour, your hard work and your brotherly love.

Wednesday
July 9, 2008

Today they are having a church service for Jonathan, which will be attended by our families and many others. I wish I could be there with you all. Since getting back in Vancouver our thoughts have been constantly with you all back in Ontario. The many text messages I have had with family, the phone calls, emails and Facebook chats have shown me without a doubt that Jonathan is still with us. It is only his physical form that has left us. There have been far too many signs for me to ignore the power of love and spirituality. Let us take joy and comfort in knowing that he now watches over us all with Gracinda and Francisco and many others who have left us before we had hoped. Rest in peace young prince. I love you.

Hawaii Chronicles April 12-14/2008

Saturday April 12, 2008

Last night there was a serious windstorm happening up here on the ridge. You see, we are staying at the Colonel’s place in a part of the island called Hawaii Kai and it’s a good drive up to the top of Mariner’s Ridge where he and Tessa live. So we were up late as Ben was a bit scared with all the noise rattling everywhere for several hours around the house.

There are a few perks if you are a guest of the Colonel as the military’s presence is all over the island. Today we went swimming at the private beach on Bellows Air Force Station where the waves were just perfect for bodysurfing and the sand was so soft, not like the hard coral sand of the other beaches. The water has been so warm that it takes a lot to get me to leave. Ben had a ball as he really enjoyed the sand and crawling all over the place playing chicken with the incoming waves. His face was completely covered in sand all day with the amount of times he face planted into the beach. The rest of the day and night we took it pretty easy and watched a great film called The Kite Runner.

Sunday April 13, 2008

We are now in the final stretch of our vacation and it has been a great one. Although the sunny weather was touch and go it was still warm and tropical. We’ve had some great meals including brunch today at the Officer’s Club on Kaneohe Marine Corps Air Station. Just another place civilians aren’t allowed to go unless accompanied by someone in the military. I never imagined myself setting foot on a military base and I’m sure it will probably be my last. Just like when we were on the military beach at Bellows there was no mistaken I was not in the service being the only longhaired hippy within miles. A monument commemorates the spot where the first Japanese jet fighter was shot down before Pearl Harbour was hit. There are helicopters, jets and tanks on display that we had to take some fun shots with of course. We took a tour of the base and you should see some of the real estate that some of the higher-ups have here. I guess if you have to be stationed anywhere in the United States- Hawaii is the place!

Monday April 14, 2008

It is our last day in Hawaii. We headed out early this morning to get the most out of the day and since we also heard that the Hanauma Bay Nature Preserve is packed all day long. Today was no exception as there was a line up when we showed up at nine thirty. What a great way to spend our last day here on the Ohau Island in Hawaii. Hanauma Bay is a protected area with an amazing coral reef and to top things off it was the sunniest day we’ve had since being here. We baked in the sun and took turns snorkeling in the bay and it was just amazing. It was impossible to keep track of all the different fish and marine life in the bay. At every turn there was something popping out of the reef and right in to your eyes. The most amazing were these two very large iridescent blue fish that traveled closely together and were very sneaky. Just when you thought they had taken off for a different part of the reef the next thing you know they are swimming right beside you!

In a couple of hours we’ll be heading out for dinner with our wonderful hosts Iain and Tessa, I believe they are taking us to a place called the Elks Club which I’m sure is nothing short of spectacular. It has been a wonderful ten days of relaxation and fun in Hawaii and we are so thankful for their kindness, generosity and gracious hospitality. Oh and how could I forget Ben’s new friends Lady, Suzie and Michelle – thanks for licking Ben clean and sharing his soother! Ruff ruff!

Aloha.

Hawaii Chronicles April 8-11/2008

Tuesday April 8, 2008

Well yesterday was a gorgeous day and we made it down to Sandy Beach for some relaxation in the sun. Of course we overestimated the relaxation part having never ventured to the beach with a child. In the twenty minutes we spent on the beach we managed to damage our camera and almost impale two people with our flying beach umbrella while Ben found every grain of sand to fill his mouth, eyes, ears and diapers. Feeling a bit exasperated we left and headed back to the indoor pool at our place, I know, poor us eh?

So we start today going for a drive to Waikiki and finding the Sony shop for our camera before deciding what to do. We may just have to settle for a disposable camera or simply taking in the sights and sounds in our head while recording them only on paper, imagine that.

Wednesday April 9, 2008

Alleluia! Well there are two things I love today, Sony Mapunapuna and GPS modules. Yesterday we headed out to a Sony service store and dropped off our camera for an hour to see if they could fix it. Meanwhile we found a gem of a place to eat, Henry Louis Restaurant, in heart of the industrial area of Honolulu. The place was a time warp once you walked in with its dark wood and dark lighting, even the bathrooms had ashtrays between the urinals. There were only two people in the whole joint when we arrived but by the time we left it was getting full. We found out later that it’s actually a landmark restaurant in the area especially with the military. We headed back to Sony with our fingers crossed and we were rewarded with a fixed camera and no charge! Alleluia! From there we let our GPS do the walking and found our way to Waikiki Beach.

It was a gorgeous sunny day and we were riding high with our camera back in full swing. We walked along the boardwalk and checked out all the tropical fish in the ocean. We stopped for some of Hawaii’s famous shaved ice, banana and strawberry flavoured of course. As we sat down on the grass near the beach we started to realize that we stood out amongst the scattered couples wearing banana hammocks and tight shorts. I guess we had found the equivalent of Vancouver’s Davie Street. I thought the two guys wearing their underwear on the beach seemed a bit odd. Other than the gorgeous Waikiki Beach I had enough of the tourism core, throngs of traffic and people. We ended the night cooking a typical Portuguese chicken and potatoes hearty meal for our hosts.

Today on the other hand has been our rain day and sadly the forecast for the rest of our trip is looking to be more of the same. Hawaii without a tan, say it isn’t so! So we spent most of the day playing with Ben and then heading out for a small drive to check out Pali Lookout and Waimanalo Bay, which just isn’t the same on an overcast day.

Thursday April 10, 2008

Today we headed out early in the morning to make the drive to the North Shore of the island, famous for its surf culture and the amazing pipeline. It is another overcast day but just like in Vancouver you can’t let the weather dictate your plans. So off we went for the good two-hour drive. We hit all the beach parks on the way stopping for breaks and checking out the gorgeous views off the island. Ben wasn’t into being in his car seat for long stretches so he was a bit cranky throughout the day, a sweet reminder that things had definitely changed in our little world. Once we made it up to the tip of the island we stopped at Turtle Bay, Sunset Beach, Waimea Bay and the historic town of Haleiwa. Apparently Haleiwa in the summer is jammed packed and the population just skyrockets like Tofino on Vancouver Island. All the shops and buildings are from the 1920’s and there are surfboards everywhere.

After that we headed through the middle of the island back south to Waikiki where the weather had taken a turn for the best. We stopped at Ala Moana Beach Park and finally had a good day of swimming in the salt water. Little Mr. Ocean just loved being in the water and having a few gulps of salt too. Of course he was in heaven playing in the sand and finding rocks and shells that fit comfortably into his mouth. He also enjoyed crawling endlessly after a bird that he thought might taste good too. We finally made it home and then had dinner at the Kona Brewing Pub before hitting the hay after a long adventurous day.

Friday April 11, 2008

So what does one do when you come to a sunny destination for some beach and sun but really can’t have either? Well maybe its somewhat of a blessing anyways since we couldn’t last long at the beach with Ben at this young age. Small doses is the prescription and its been working so far. So while Ben has his morning nap we are out on the deck taking in the breaks of sunshine that have come out to play. It’s hard to believe tomorrow makes a week we’ve been here already. Time is definitely starting to fly by fast. Speaking of flying, today they announced the third airline in as many weeks that has gone bankrupt. American Airlines, Aloha Airlines and now Oasis. Makes me wonder if they’ll ever be able to make air travel eco friendly and sustainable.

I’ve been missing my guitar this week and I think Ben has been missing his drums, judging from the way he has turned every table into a drum with whatever he can get his hands on. Although Alicia Keys, John Mayer and Fergie rule the airwaves here, we have been enjoying the variety of Hawaiian radio, especially all the reggae, but the absence of any musical instruments is sorely missed. The other day I had a dream that Sugah Shea and I were jamming away with guitars, bass and drums. I remember waking up with a big smile on my face like it had really happened. Our next home will definitely have a jam room!

One thing I have enjoyed here has been waking up before seven in the morning and not having to go to work. You just seem to get a bunch accomplished and don’t even realize its only nine and then ten, time just goes a bit slower and I love it in this accelerated world of ours. Hawaii was the ‘hang loose’ state where things go a bit slower but I haven’t been witness to that as most of the island looks just like another American town with capitalism beaming from every intersection.

There was finally a good break in the weather so we packed up and headed for a small drive to get take some great photos and soak up the sun. The first place we stopped at was Hanauma Bay a spectacular nature preserve just minutes away from our place. We couldn’t believe we hadn’t checked it out yet. We took a few pictures from the lookout and we plan to head back there for a full day before we leave. It’s simply beautiful with amazing snorkeling and hot spot for humpback whales, dolphins and other marine life. After that we headed over to Sandy Beach and Makupuu Point where the waves were the biggest they’ve been all week since it was such a windy day. The beach was full of surfers and dudes on their boogie boards, not to mention the throngs of tourists out with their cameras just like us but as luck would have it our batteries would die out and that would be the end of today’s footage!

Hawaii Chronicles April 4-7/2008

Friday April 4, 2008

Before I over think this into nothing I should just begin to put it down and out in writing. This time tomorrow I am on a plane to Hawaii and I was just thinking about editing on this trip but almost immediately after that thought was, screw it, just write instead.

A few years ago I went through an incredible writing purge resulting in volumes of stories, poetry, lyrics, observations, essays…the list goes on. So the burning itch on the back of my neck is to complete some serious editing, polish up the gems and share them, but the velvet twitch of my fingers catapults me into taking leaps of gymnastic dictation.

It’s midnight and all is still in the house of love. She lays in a hot bath dreaming of Maunalua Bay while he’s been out for hours and I write this dream of him sitting next to a mountain of pineapples with the silliest grin on his face. Soon we’ll all be on the beach together, everyday, listening to mother nature's voice and swimming in her love. Watching Ocean grow in front of our eyes in the Honolulu sunsets.

Sunday April 6, 2008

Aloha! We are in Hawaii! What a great flight we had too. Gentle Ben had a fun time on the plane and made friends with five-year-old Sophia sitting in front of us. They played peak-a-boo and some kind of bunny game initiated by Sophia that had Ben in stitches. My cheeks were hurting from laughing; it was so much fun to watch because she was just enamored and so engaged in play with Ben.

Once we were off the plane that familiar feeling of being welcomed by the heat and humidity reminded me of my first times flying with my family to Portugal and other hot spots. I always feel at home when I feel that type of climate and then my mind begins to dream and plot as if this was a place I was supposed to live. Our friends Theresa and Ian picked us up at the airport and we are now at their amazing home atop of the ridge overlooking the Pacific Ocean. The house is spectacular and exactly the type of house that I would love to live in. Not your typical cookie-cutter box but multi-leveled with nooks and crannies to explore. Oh, did I mention the amazing deck with the hot tub or the indoor pool and waterfall? Oh yah, its on! The pool area reminds me of a private grotto that Hugh Hefner would have off his bedroom instead of the massive one that everyone parties in. Can you tell I’m in love here already and I haven’t even left the house!

Last night there was a nice tropical storm for us to fall asleep to and today is a rainy windy day but from every corner of the house you can see patches of blue sky awaiting their return to our sun starved skin. I’m out on the deck with palm trees swaying next to me as I look out on to the ocean. It’s only 10:00 a.m. and we’ve been up since six when the first sunrays hit our faces in bed. It’s just nice not having an agenda or schedule too and so a rainy day is par for the course to break us into the hang loose lifestyle on the island. I say a rainy day but in this warm climate it doesn’t even feel like a rainy day as the sun showers come and go. For instance right now the sun is hitting my face and I can barely see the screen through my squinting eyes.

The moment I woke up and saw the deck my heart just told me that I would be writing out here a lot on this trip. A red cardinal just flew up on to the deck railing and its’ colour is so vibrant. The sounds of birds mixed in with the swirling wind and the calming sounds of the waterfall below, man I love it here, right here right now! I feel like I could just keep writing and writing, describing the scenery and the energy but I haven’t even left this freaking house yet! Then all of a sudden without any warning we are surrounded by clouds and my ocean vista is gone.

It is mid afternoon and everyone is sleeping taking their afternoon nap after returning from lunch. Our first meal was at a Chinese restaurant called Lung Fung and although it sounds like something you don’t want to catch the food was superb. We took the long way home on the drive and had a chance to take in some of the amazing views around Oahu, like Sandy Beach Park where the surfers were hanging out on the smaller waves and the Halona Blowhole. The rest of the day was simply enjoying a whole day with the family without having to go to work or anywhere else. It was great to spend the whole day with Ben knowing we had another eight days to do the same. The day ended watching Ben taking his first steps all by himself, about four of them all on his own which he did a couple of times. The monumental moment was witnessed by us all and his new friends the three ‘lassie’ dogs they have here; Michelle, Suzie and Lady. Ben hasn’t shown any fear around the dogs as he non-chalantly grabs them by the snout and brushes them off when he’s done with them.

Our first evening was fully complete as our wonderful hosts Ian and Tessa treated us to a fabulous dinner. We started off with some Ahi tuna appetizers before moving on to scallop ceviche (I’m stealing that recipe) and some monster king crab. Heavenly.

Monday April 7, 2008

Well it is another early morning here in Hawaii as we were up around 6:00 a.m. again and it feels good. The sun shines through our window revealing a wonderful view of Maui in the distance. One of the dogs, Lady, had a bit of a rough night. We had brought a couple of things from Canada for our hosts, including a big bag full of licorice candy that Lady happened to eat all to herself somehow, not a pretty scene but I think she is feeling a bit better today. It was a lot of candy!

I’m finally shirtless and basking in the morning sun. So far today is looking like a sunnier day then yesterday although the week forecast shows no let up on the rain. I’m sitting back on the deck overlooking Kona Mountain while the soundtrack to this moment is the wind blowing through the palm trees, dogs barking in the neighbourhood and a couple other animals cooing that I have yet to identify. Oh, and the sun is still beaming brilliantly on my face. Today we will head out for a couple of local excursions as I plan to be back for 3:00 p.m. to watch the NCCA basketball finals with Memphis against Kansas (and no I didn’t pick either team to be in the final – what happened UCLA!).

This feeling of bliss as I soak up the sun is one that was sorely missed over the last year as last summer Ben had just been born and we didn’t make it to the beach much. This moment of temporary relaxation is one I will cherish and eat up as much as possible as I know it continues to diminish while raising a child. Everyone keeps telling us that our lives end now where Ben’s is just beginning. Although I understand that perfectly I know that we do our best to attempt a sense of equilibrium between us three so we don’t feel out of balance. So far it seems to be working and I think that is a result of Ben’s independent spirit and patience.

MARCH 29, 2008Share
2:07pm Today | Edit Note | Delete

Joseph = joey = joe = junior = jp = chico = joseph = HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!

Many thanks and high fives back to all of you, your greetings added to the love today.

Word of the day = Music

Film of the day = August Rush

Hope of the day = 8 p.m. turn out your lights and celebrate Earth Hour!

Songs of the day =
Kid Cudi - Day N’ Night (Crookers Mix)
Time To Pretend - MGMT
Beach in Hawaii - Ziggy Marley
Funky Space Reincarnation- Marvin Gaye
Ratatat - Seventeen Years

Mix of the day =
Walden Pond Mix by thePAsystem : )

Top 10 Albums Played This Week March 29, 2008

Ziggy Marley - Love is My Religion
Panther - 14k God
Vampire Weekend- Vampire Weekend
MGMT - Oracular Spectacular
Black Mountain - In The Future
Cadence Weapon - Afterparty Babies
We Are Scientists - Brain Trust Mastery
Johnny Greenwood -There Will Be Blood
Fu#$ Buttons - Streeet Horrsing
Smashing Pumpkins- American Gothic EP (Sunkissed - Ben’s song today)

The last year was amazing and brought me many miracles and bundles of love. I am ever so thankful for this life. Here’s to the next year of amazing discoveries and joy.Thank you Keli & Ben!!!!!
Go Habs, Go UCLA!