Of all the bands I've seen over the years, I always seem to come back home again. That's what I did last night at the Doll Hut in Anaheim. I've been going to see James Intveld for well over a decade, and I've recently found myself thinking about all the years and all the bands, because I've sort of taken a step back to reflect. I suppose I'm the type of person who is loyal...who doesn't forget roots, and the people I started out with, but then again, when those people have true talent, it's extremely easy. I wouldn't care if James Intveld was famous or infamous... he delivers the kind of music I like, and I have admiration for his songwriting and tenacity in this business. It's that simple, and I like simple things. Therefore, he will always be number one in my book. I can tell you why, and then I can't tell you why, because life is a mystery. But, I sure am glad I know when I am home!

I was sitting in my car when the Western Continentals started their set, and from the first note I heard, I knew I would like their music. The evening flows so smoothly when I hear one song and know immediately that I will like the band. The first song echoed through the night sky and literally sounded better from outside than when I stepped foot into the room itself. Now, that is great sound! If you like country music you will like the Western Continentals, and so I highly recommend them.

Special thanks to Eddie (Hellbound Hayride) and Jimmy for their acoustic version of Relentless!

In retrospect, if I were Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz, I would tell you "there's no place like home" and to keep following the Yellow Brick Road, because what your heart tells you is always true. Be true to your heart...true to the sound you like and you won't be disappointed!