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Once there was a time when music was not yet a business, but a means of expressing one's soul and revealing it to another. Once there was a band of people who followed a Man Who taught that life was about more important things than just earning money, worrying about our food, our clothes, etc.
Although Dave Mendoza's songs were all written during the past 3 decades, consider them a remnant from a time before music became a multi-billion dollar business, and a token of reverance to that Man with His band of believers Who taught that Love was actually more important than money.
That's why you'll find each and every song of this songwriter that has ever been recorded as a free gift to anyone whose surfing adventures have washed them ashore on this site and who finds here some familiar feel of "Home."
Home is where we're headed on this journey through life, & that's what the songs on this site are supposed to remind us of, along with a few little hints & directions here & there for anyone who might have lost their way.
Feb 9, 2009
My mind still keeps rattling on the theme of my last thoughts on the "beginnings of advertisement" that I stumbled across via Yin & Yang (even though I should actually get to work...)
The first product ever advertised in history was, basically, evil.
It sort of …
Feb 3, 2009
I've been ranting and raving a lot about and against a lot of evils in this world for the past few years, and I have sort of felt that it was my God-given duty to do so, and maybe it was.
But the Lord recently reminded me that when it all comes down to it, all the …
Gagosian Liga, Jan 29, 2008:
,,Wir alle bewundern den flitterübersäten Akrobaten, der im pudrigen Licht mit klassischer Anmut auf dem Drahtseil balanciert; aber wie viel mehr Kunst gehört dazu, in Vogelscheuchenkleidern auf einem schlaffgespannten Seil den grotesken Betrunkenen zu mimen! Gerade ich sollte das wissen." (Vladimir Nabokov)
Vielen Dank für die Freundschaft und musikalische Grüße aus München!