In closing, I would now like to drop a link to one of the spirit animals of my music life whose birthday is today: “Odd One” by Sick Puppies. It is, perhaps, THE greatest soliloquy to all the odd ones out there who are either hiding in plain sight or running around like a hot pink gift bag. May it live on eternally through the freed hearts, souls, and minds of those of us who boldly reflect it and no longer live inside the prison walls of “general consensus.”
If, like me, you’re an out loud and proud original prototype FREAK—designed by The Master’s hand and never intended to be mass-produced—and you haven’t yet heard this gem … ENJOY! If, on the other hand, you’re wrestling with yourself inside a plain, brown, boring box because it doesn’t fit, it’s fucking boring, or you just know you were meant for something better than a cookie-cutter human experience … may the words to this ode to my family of one-and-onlies become your new mantra and fight song as you find the courage to BURST the fuck out of the norm and into the first and BEST edition of YOU! We’ll be waiting for you with our “Open! Open! Open!” neon lights on, and, yes, we will reflect you, too!
(“Ode To The Odd Ones!”)
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, “ODD ONE” …
… and here’s to all you other “Blue Moons” like me who are running around out there, just decking out other people’s atmospheres with your mere EXISTENCE—which is, indeed, the GIFT of a dream come true that most people never knew they needed! WE are the pattern alterers, my beautiful Odd One friends! WE ARE THE BLUE MOON GIFTS!
