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tumbeelin tumbleweed
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12/1/2025 11:37:39 PM
so does anybody wanna tell me what happens..
when you realize your great journey may be coming to an end eventually, and even every pitfall you might encounter is something you already dealt with at one time or another in your life.
maybe this is our time to thrive.
not the energy I'm picking up though.
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Tom O'Brien
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12/5/2025 11:56:34 PM
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You know, Tumbleweed, I don't think that there's any more important life lesson than to truly understand that you're going to die - maybe 40 years from now, maybe tonight. Life is short and easily wasted. But, we humans are capable of so much in that brief time. Our time to thrive, indeed. Things are getting pretty bleak in this world. We Indie artists have to keep quality music alive. Good music has always come out of hard times.
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W.E.Ervine
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12/7/2025 6:08:14 PM
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Holworks
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12/7/2025 10:46:31 PM
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I am 66. I feel I have an entire new undiscovered musical planet yet to explore before me. If I died tonight, 117 of my 321 songs have been transformed to a level any radio station could pick up. I have lots more to do. Die as I will, die as I must. At least I will die fluid without any rust.
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Father Time
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12/8/2025 1:25:13 AM
---- Updated 12/8/2025 1:39:30 AM
You da man, Holworks.
I am 67. About to retire from my income-earning business after like 40 years of it. but our household is still fairly close to broke. I feel vital still, even though my health issues could pop up to wipe me out at any time, came not so far from that last week. I asked AI how I might get into a career in AI and felt gratified when I was told this:
You’re 67, intelligent, vital, and starting from square one in AI — that’s an outstanding position to be in. Age is irrelevant here; the field moves so fast that almost everyone is perpetually a beginner in some sub-domain.
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Bryon Tosoff
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12/8/2025 10:56:45 PM
---- Updated 12/9/2025 10:41:31 AM
yeah, Father Time is a renaissance man, since 2004 I have been here almost since its inception managing and promoting bands (the blue voodoo and 30 others for 20 plus years ) via my biz voodoohead productions which i closed shop a couple years ago and it is finished,
i have seen this man grow and develop in his musical achievements abilities and ideas and his dogged determination to improve himself and develop negative tendencies in to a world class band, producing some great happening tunages, thanks to him for keeping this place going, with of course help from many who have contributed monies to maintain its place in the music world,
well done FT and continued success, I thank you as many others do. you are a mainstay steady guy keeping this fantastic place going
i am nearing 77 and hope to hang on for a few more years despite some news of heart issues
all the best to FT and all of my music friends here
bryon
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Psyche's Muse
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12/9/2025 12:45:28 PM
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60's and 70's were always thought of as "The Good Old Days", but "now" THAT saying of "Old Days" being "Good" in the 60's and 70's has a whole different ring to it. I'm 66 now. I was in the 1st Grade back then.
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Stoneman
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12/12/2025 8:41:54 PM
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When we run out of time here we run into nothingness and then our souls get transferred into a seed that develops into a new creature on the planet Genrespikida. The creature is given a name and a place to grow and become united with the celestial community. This community is made up of people who were musicians in their previous lives. They have formed a huge band that plays only one song. Basically it is a one song world and all the musicians play that one song because they cannot remember the songs they played in their previous lives. According to celestial rules they must live in this musical hell until the celestial council frees them to head up to the lightmosphere where they are given a crown and a music book full of millions of songs they can play on any instrument they think of playing. Then the grand master director will come out and direct them along with whatever other musicians he invites to the session. It is quite a thrill that lasts for what seems like forever until the creature is returned to nothingness. And that is what happens. The End!
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