Last night I attended a live musical event which was much different than the concerts that I am used to. I went to my second live broadcasting of the national radio show called etown.
My earliest memory of feeling connected to spirit (or God, as I call that wonderful force in my life), happened far away from any man-made church. It happened when the noise of the world was (literally) drowned out by the noise of my motorcycle, and my feeling of peace and stillness was exaggerated by the confines of the helmet on my head. I felt alone, as if I was the captain of my destiny, setting my course and making my own decisions. And strangely, at the same time, realizing I was not alone. That there would be something, some force, some life-giving f
The Dead Guise formerly known by the name Ded Guise pronounced "dead guys" came about during a discussion from founding members; Ken Younger, Bill DeSmit, Dan Albers and Dan Cuervo- on what to name the band. "Since we're a bunch of guys who play Dead music, let's call us Dead Guys" exclaimed Ken. Dan noted that to be really "out there" and provide a more original approach that it should spelled the "Ded Guise."