So my bowing, tin whistling comrad is moving on..I feel like its my fault, since I haven't been there to bow in so many days months and shows
But what I will remember is the amazing 13 years you brought a groove of unmearsurable proportions to my soul and a wing span of a smile to my face - while on and off the stage. I will carry you with me always Anders, as a musician and authentic human being; and hope for the day you will sneak out to one of my shows with tin whistles in hand - it would be an honor!
Blessings to you and yours in this life and music transition and........
May the road rise to meet you.
May the wind be always at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face.
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.
Your friend always,