Peter, Denmark

This message is comming from North of the Border. Great things like music, mockingbirds, radiowaves and passion can not be seperated by invisible lines. Keep up the good work. Dance and music are once again finding a place of fusion. I recently found some live passion “funk” in a very small town near me. Canada still has these places. “Funk is the Final Frontier”, fusion of all things: when we understand how they stand alone gives us the rythum to know how to mix it,spoons not knives, and lets the spirit of old jazz and blues continue to grow: It seems North America has allowed “mixing” of musical languages, however, everytime we mix it with dance, it gets shut down. I hope the “stars” that shine down on all of us will bless you and find their ability to dance after we figure some of this stuff out. My bones are getting old and I haven’t figured out if the pain is to remind me of the sweetness of dancing or the fact that my feet just cant keep up with my dreams. Maybe a bit of both. Maybe softshoe requires some sand to let us here that we can still shuffle even if our feet are too numb to feel the floor. Rythum is voice. Howlin Wolf hears you I guarantee it.

Zishaan.