Thanks to my sista Con for digging up this snap of me & Tom Prasada-Rao at the Falcon Ridge in the late 1900′s…
I had gotten that hat because it reminded me of his, in hopes that it might shed some enlightenment on the amazing way the man plays the guitar and sings from the heart. After a night of playing music until dawn with all the campers, Tom came walking up the hill to Camp Hoboken and Con snapped this of us. TPR is one of the most kind, sincere and groove-inducing souls I’ve met on this journey. Do your ears and mind a favor and click the link above to take a listen to that cat’s music…