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Until the Full Extent of Why: Simply Sandi


The past couple weeks I have been running a cerebral marathon: my mind analyzing, ingesting, and bounding about from all the new and the upcoming.

How sweet to have blog block because I have SO MUCH I could tell you and just have not figured out the words. I feel it brimming and that it shall culminate into a rather extensive entry. I cannot wait to write it and share soon... Until then...

About once a week or so (sometimes more, sometimes less) I visit sandipatty.com. I mentioned that I will devote a blog to her soon for even those who know I adore her (anyone that has known me for a few minutes in most cases) do not know the full extent of why.

Tonight I looked and noticed that she is releasing a new CD!!!!!!! entitled:

Simply Sandi

Just her at the piano singing. It is due out May 5th... so I will get the CD and then attend her concerts in OH later that weekend. That is going to be one hell of week. (HA that I wrote "hell" when she is a Christian artist)

The picture I included is from a photo shoot for the CD. It is not the front cover, but I ADORE the shot. I think it is the best Sandi picture I have seen.

I have a slew of joys in my life: purchasing the new Sandi CD (which she has been releasing rather consistently every year since 2004 although her career spans back to the late 70's) is one of the highlights of the year for me. I look forward to it a few weeks after I have listened to the new CD and think, "Oh I cannot wait to see what she sings next."

So, May 5th is SIMPLY SANDI day commencing SANDI WEEK for me.

I love that humans long ago created music, art, expression, creation... for it is my lifeline and brings me inexplicable joy.

Sandi has a new CD debuting! And KICK and STRETCH... 'cuz I'm FIFTY (or THIRTY)...

Love,
Dustin

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