we listen to dmb everyday, everytime and never get bored with it. to say that we are dmb fan is understated cos we consider ourselves a dmb freak... and to confirm that believe is something that we found on the net. below are excerpt from a long list:
- you refer to anybody in the band on a first name basis, people give you weird looks, then you explain.
- your friends advise you to play no dave matthews band when they come around.
- when you are drunk or stoned you explain the meaning behind most or every dmb song.
- when you hear elevator music that is transformed into dmb songs (in your mind) and you sing along and tell other people on board "this is my favorite band".
- you look up for lyrics to all the songs or listen to all the songs over and over to make sure you know all the words to every single song.
- you quote dmb lyrics in regular conversation even in text messages and make up 'dave lyrics game'.
- your friend asks you to burn your dmb cds for them and they need a new cd case to hold them all.
- you make a romantic play list of only dmb songs.
- you have a dmb song to match each of your moods.
- you get pissed when somebody tells you they have no idea who dave matthews band is.
- when you just can't fathom how people could not love this band, and you try to get everyone you know as hooked as you are, despite what they listen to.
- you are a bigger dmb freak than the person who introduced dmb to you.
- you don't go out with a person because he/she says the band is trash coz its such a turn off!
- when you can honestly say you feel like dave's talking to you when he says "thank you very much" or "you all smell good this evening".
the list are so true. infact the whole complete list is true and we are proud to associate ourselves with all the other dmb freak on this planet. and as a dmb freak we are very much sadden with the sudden departure of leroi moore... dmb founding member and saxophone player that always manage to provide the most captivating sound that makes dmb... dmb. he passed away on the 19th august 2008, aged 46. the good always die young i guess...
and sharing the words of dave matthew, who always manage to find the simplest word to express the most profound and intense feeling...
"it's always easier to leave, than to be left..." rest in peace...

a smile of sweetest flowers
wilted so and soured
black tears stain the cheeks
that once were so admired
she thinks when she was small
there on her father's knee
how he had promised her
you'll always be my baby
daddy come quick
the dreaming tree has died
wilted so and soured
black tears stain the cheeks
that once were so admired
she thinks when she was small
there on her father's knee
how he had promised her
you'll always be my baby
daddy come quick
the dreaming tree has died
2 comments:
Dude! You've been chasing the dragon without me haven't you?
well... been doing it with the bro of cos, but you know you are always welcome to joint... just say when...
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