“Maybe there's some sort of animal we could make a sacrifice to. Like a giant buffalo or some sort of monster like something like the body of a walrus with the head of a sea lion. Or something with the body of an egret with the head of a meerkat. Or just the head of a monkey with the antlers of a reindeer with the body of a ... porcupine.”
-Michael Scott
Non DMB post. Skip if you’re so inclined.
TLDR: I was broken. Prizefighter saved me. So I made a thing as a reminder to never return to that cave.
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Most of you already know the first part of this as I wrote about it when it first happened but I’m copy/pasting from a Reddit post where there was no context but I wanted to share the power this album has for me so bear with me…
In 2023, I had an accident that left me paralyzed from the chest down.
In 2024, I was placed on mandatory bed rest, and that bed rest is only now finally ending next week. That much time alone stuck in one room, gave me too many hours to stare down my past and forever.
On March 23rd of this year, I reached a breaking point. I did not want to make it to the three-year anniversary of my fall. I did not want to keep dragging my wife’s possible life down just by being here. I know now that those thoughts were distorted, selfish, and foolish, but in that moment they were as real to me as anything. I took a large amount of medication I had been stockpiling, went unresponsive and woke up in the ICU. They thought it was sepsis. For a while, I let them it so I could get out and try again.
After a day they couldn’t sort out what was wrong and my mental capacity wasn’t turning. When asked what year it was, surrounded by modern machines, I supposedly answered: 1879. So I asked the nurse about confidentiality policies and if they were obligated to tell my family. Satisfied with the answer, I came clean.
When I finally told the nurse and doctor what I had done, they assigned someone to sit by my side 24 hours a day to make sure I stayed safe.
I was fortunate that the first person who sat with me asked if I wanted to listen to music. I said yes. Mumford & Sons had just released their new album, Prizefighter, so he put it on repeat for me. I had always liked the band when I heard them and knew one day I would dive in head first as they spoke to my love of folk music, glint’s and glimmers of spirituality and allegorical lyrics. Anyway, I listened to the new album for the better part of the next 36 hours. Somewhere inside my gabapentin and diazepam soaked delirium, the music reached me.
Sometimes it felt like the broken version of me, lying in that ICU bed, was singing to the future version of me who might somehow be better / healed... The song Here comes to mind. Other times, it felt like that future version of me was singing back, trying to pull me toward him. Begin Again, for example. And at times my broken and healed self were singing back and forth in the same song. The Banjo Song, to name one instance.
That music helped me let go of the things I had been holding onto that had led me to that point. It gave me the courage to tell my wife what I had done, and why I had done it. It gave me perspective. It helped me understand that this was enough. That I was enough.
When I got home, I looked everywhere for a poster that was just the album cover with song titles, but I could not find one. So I made one myself.
Last week the frame arrived and my wife hung it on the wall. Right now, it is the only thing on that wall, which means it is the only thing I see when I sit up in bed.
It’s a reminder to be a “Rubber Band Man” even “on the dark side of the earth, where the creatures are all out and I’m a man on the moon with midnight around my neck and sunrise on my breath.”
For context of the songs and lyrics ref:
https://t.co/9hQDI5LO1h
For the first time in almost ten months I can finally say, HAPPY DAVE DAY!!!! We are doing the entire Midwest run this week! Who am I seeing in Shakopee Minnesota tonight?
Trip starts today! I’ll be at 11 of the next 12 @davematthewsband shows. It’s been a tough year so with the encourage of my girlfriend and a little bravery I’m packing up the car and hitting the road.Hope to make some friends along the way. From Wisco to SPAC and Back. @SLessard
Give this friend your suggestions on what songs to start with.
I suggest #41, Bartender, Lie In Our Graves and Grey Street.
If you DM me I will make you a short intro playlist you can stream or download.
Recently, I was listening back through the old compilation of DMB cover songs and felt inspired to update it.
Since something like this is so subjective, I wanted to reach out to the DMB family and get your input. If you don’t mind, use the link below to check out the list of cover songs and let me know which versions are your favorites.
Please include the show date, and bonus points if you share why you think that particular version is elite. Feel free to list as many as you want. The more suggestions, the better.
My goal is to have all of the files gathered, leveled, tagged, and ready for download by July 4th, if not sooner.
Thanks in advance for helping make this thing as strong as possible.
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#DaveMatthewsBand
Star Lake Amphitheater
Burgettstown, PA, 6/23/23
~ Song debut of "Brick House" (The
Commodores)
~First time “I Want You” (She’s So Heavy) (The Beatles) has been played in full prior to dropping into “After Everything”
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