Just Like The Fambly Cat ~ Grandaddy

There are probably a thousand fancy guitar-shaped platitudes you could string together to form a wreath to lay at the foot of this painfully grand departure. Parting is such sweet sorrow. Sometimes you have to grow farther apart to keep growing together. Yesterday brought the beginning, tomorrow brings the end but somewhere in the middle we’ve become the best of friends. Do not go gently into that good night. Personally I prefer a phrase my late Dad used to repeat Continue Reading