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  •  Tina Devine

    Tina Devine

    Well, came home so high tonight, my head stuck out of the moonroof. When I got out of the car, I got caught in the topmost branches of the Norway spruce where I bumped into a small owl nestling amid the branches. Stars got caught in my hair. When I finally came down enough to get into bed, I immediately rose again, blankets flapping out around me, hovering dangerously close to the whirring fan blades. But who needs sleep when you have Rumi? I have left the window open as you suggested, but I think the miraculous has already made its appearance on stage tonight. Thank you for a most phenomenal concert.

    Well, came home so high tonight, my head stuck out of the moonroof. When I got out of the car, I got caught in the topmost branches of the Norway spruce where I bumped into a small owl nestling amid the branches. Stars got caught in my hair. When I finally came down enough to get into bed, I immediately rose again, blankets flapping out around me, hovering dangerously close to the whirring fan blades. But who needs sleep when you have Rumi? I have left the window open as you suggested, but I think the miraculous has already made its appearance on stage tonight. Thank you for a most phenomenal concert.

  • Claudia Naila Schulte

    Claudia Naila Schulte

    This was a performance like no other. I think the angels must have been listening in, humming along, lending their presence to this magical phenomenon. Each of Michael's songs ripples outward from the unique corner of the soul in which it was first received, creating a sumptuous tapestry of sound and meaning that seeks out -- and illuminates -- those mysterious recesses in the souls of his listeners. This all happens by way of a voice that's a conduit to the innermost heart, coupled with an extraordinarily flexible guitar technique. The result is music which follows the soul with rare proximity through the exquisite, elusive meanderings of its mystical journey.

    This was a performance like no other. I think the angels must have been listening in, humming along, lending their presence to this magical phenomenon. Each of Michael's songs ripples outward from the unique corner of the soul in which it was first received, creating a sumptuous tapestry of sound and meaning that seeks out -- and illuminates -- those mysterious recesses in the souls of his listeners. This all happens by way of a voice that's a conduit to the innermost heart, coupled with an extraordinarily flexible guitar technique. The result is music which follows the soul with rare proximity through the exquisite, elusive meanderings of its mystical journey.

  • Daniel Abdal-Hayy Moore

    Daniel Abdal-Hayy Moore

    Your concert was a millennial celebration... If extraordinary vibes were gold you'd be driving a fleet of BMWs. People gathered from every corner, it seemed, every stripe and disposition, and the sweet songs hugged us all closer. Thank you. More concerts, more concerts!

    Your concert was a millennial celebration... If extraordinary vibes were gold you'd be driving a fleet of BMWs. People gathered from every corner, it seemed, every stripe and disposition, and the sweet songs hugged us all closer. Thank you. More concerts, more concerts!

  • Barry Rabin

    Barry Rabin

    Michael London's "The Advice Song" is one of the funniest songs I've heard in years! Tight, clever songwriting that hits home better than a cruise missile. (Barry Rabin, songwriter/lawyer)

    Michael London's "The Advice Song" is one of the funniest songs I've heard in years! Tight, clever songwriting that hits home better than a cruise missile. 
(Barry Rabin, songwriter/lawyer)