After what seemed like a year of rain, the sun has finally decided to make a return, thus bringing an end to my dark mood and casting some light (ahem…) on my life for a change. So today I offer up a new blog post, the white man’s response to da funk:
On cello, no less. Can you believe this shit? The guy’s name is Trevor Exter. I haven’t had a chance to listen to his other stuff, but if it’s half this good, then I’m hooked.
Now get out there and make some music!
