As this leg of shows wrap up, I think about Atl, Nashville, NC, DC, Philly, Boston and NYC as a very special block... each night with family and long time friends gracing us with their energy and time. The Gorsline girls pictured here are the daughters of my life-long best friend Barry Gorsline and my sister in trauma Marissa Gorsline and the opportunity to see them absorb a rock show conjures up such meaningful memories for me. I grew up getting taken to shows and being exposed to music through a wholly unique lens. Albeit, the shows I went to didn’t look like this! It doesn’t matter though... there are common threads and people and smells and just... when I’m around the kids that are in this circle (there’s a lot of them), I feel such a connection to my own youth. I can practically travel back to when I was just a kid and there were all these adults around who laughed (and used swear words!!) and had a rough edge to them but I felt protected and... accepted. There is an air that surrounds Rock and Roll that I was lucky enough to be exposed to my whole life and I feel a strong sense of duty to pass that on... as we played in Boston and I look out at a sea of faces and I see Harper, metal horns in the air, singing along and smiling so big it could light up this whole arena on its own... it makes my heart quake. I know she won’t love @coheed forever and we will no doubt be collateral damage in the teenage “burn everything you loved as a child to stake your flag as an adult” years haha but... right now, she loves it. She’s at home here with us. Enjoying these incredibly unique things and hopefully feeling protected... and accepted. Just like we did. Love you guys... ❤️