Looking back when I still have those gazillion dreams I used to believe I could surmount all in one hell'uva BigFootie, I would only find comfort belting out songs from my mother's records and top 40 love songs..and country ones good for swiggin'...within the four corners of my home.
Until one by one people started to believe I could make out some sensible tunes. Among them was An Aunt I fondly Connie. She's really way past her boogie days yet full of vibrance and sprigs of that youthfull optimism in things she do.
I was then introduced to these group of young 'uns and I felt my jaw drop the first time I heard them play. That was also the first time I get to try out with, to me, really enthusiastic musicians.
They were not THE PSYCHOVIBES back then. Just youngsters starting out and inching their way to that "band-dom" sort of thing.
...And so life happened. I honestly drifted away from that dream I had of being in one of those behind the mics and kicking out my boots making people dance. I guess I got too much engrossed with so many things at the same time that I found myself barely accomplishing anything in years.
To my amazement, hearing Kerwin, Johnson, Nomar and Kirby years after and strutting it out at the debut..gave me that sting. Like.. geeze.. these men (of course they are now!) always drop my jaws each time i hear them play in a long time!..and they even have a name now...PSYCHOVIBES....
It makes me heave a really big sigh. A sigh of happiness and pride at how far these adings of mine have gone. A small puff of carbon dioxidic breath for me thinking.. hell, i couldn't have gone that far.
So, I can't call them now ..just adings..coz they have a name (collectively)..And I shall say it with much pride. /say-koh-vaybz/ ...gotta pronounce it with the proper bilabials and mid-tongues.
THE PSYCHOVIBES, to me, never fail to remind me of the principle of faith,zeal, and perseverance which could always go hand in hand with having fun.
THE PSYCHOVIBES struck me with the realization that ..there is no such a thing as an "abandoned dream". It shall always be there..you just have to realize that it is. (er..so I guess that also means taking back some of those in my first paragraph /heh../gg)
THE PSYCHOVIBES are part my living inspirations of contentment and humility, of love and family, of dreams and the fun of reaching for them.
So I raise my glass (of daiquiri...no champagne eh. /wink) to the band and for all the experience, the one way ticket memories, the Demshang, Kangas, the BBYADI, and for all future successful gigs to come!!!!
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