David, a thousand Shakespearean sonnets could not describe the beauty I sense in your soul. Perhaps you doubt your acuity with words, but your music has compelled myriad others to unearth their own Phoenix strengths. One chord, one chorus ~ and the tears wrap around my decades of pain, cleansing the memories if only for minutes. You are better than therapy. Thank you. I love you.
Yes, it's a sweet photo. But if you're an avid fan of David's as I am, please segue into YouTube and watch the recent BBC special about his life. Certain circumstances surrounding his early years will break your heart and compel you to realize why that guitar often expressed such sorrow.