When human beings start perfecting something there is usually nothing left of the original.

I am part of that perfection; as good as my dad’s band was mine had more life, it was more up-to-date. So better is in the eyes of progress in perfection. But my Dad was five times more of a musician.

John C.
PS, Donny is right to open his mind to what is coming. That’s where we are. But I am finding it hard to embrace it.