Father Time. Personal Work. Digital. 2012.
It has been the craziest couple of years in any of our lives. We finally finished tracking a new record, went on some incredible tours all over the United States, and met and talked to every label who had ever been interested in what we do. I can’t express to you the way i feel knowing that we…
Telepath from The Uniques. Commission.
Over the past couple days I’ve been thinking a lot about hockey in many different perspectives. What it all came down to though was “What is Hockey for me?”
I was going to talk about my first goal playing hockey, the first time I saw the Red Wings win the Stanley Cup or even about how I met some of my favorite players as my Uncle ran security at Gibraltar Trade Center. I could of gone on forever but it would of lost its focus so I gathered all my thoughts and realized they came down to one thing.
Memories of my late Uncle buying me St. Louis Blues shirts even though I love the Detroit Red Wings.
Memories watching Red Wings games with a Little Caesars pizza and mountain dew with my Dad.
After I started thinking of all the games I remember while I was growing up it hit me, this year some children could be deprived of moments they’ll remember forever.
Watching Hockey doesn’t just bring me enjoyment but it brings me a sense of community.
I really do hope that this season doesn’t get locked out not for myself but for the kids that look forward to the first puck drop of the season, waiting for their favorite player to score that goal.
Take ten minutes of your day and please enjoy this video and raise our voices for another NHL season.
Wow. This is depressing.
@basedhockeygod @jimtowe and others. Photo credit: @kaitlynmariec (Taken with Instagram)