God Has Been Good To Me

Stopped down by the riverside guitar in my hand
Watched the water drift by to promised land
Something amazing about this thing called grace
Something so compelling about that hidden face

When I was a little boy I never knew I knew
Everyday I got a little bit older I thought I knew what to do
But now I’m so much older and everything is strange
But my little boy heart keeps beating like noghting ever changed

And I’m thankful for it all
God has been good to me

Go down to the riverside, rich man see yourself
As the water drift by so one day will your wealth
But you can not take it with you to the promised land
Only way to drink that water is with an open hand

Go down to the riverside, mamma, stop your worryin’
A life without trust and courage is a life of sin
How you gonna swim to the otherside if you don’t get wet
How can you hit the jackpot if you don’t even place a bet

If you want to truly live you gotta get ready to die
If you wanna make it down below you gotta look so high
Not much I crazy whacked out world I can say is true
But work first for the Kingdom and all else will be added to you

Immersive Storytelling for Interactive Participants

A few things I’ve gathered from my SXSWi notes:

  • Create a compelling immersive story for fans to experience and shape
  • Shine a light on similar bands, brands
  • Partner brands make things possible that weren’t
  • It’s all about a narrative driven experience
  • Partner with what you need
  • People want to TELL stories
  • Engage where people are, not build new channels
  • Tech shouldn’t upstage experience
  • Get people together in physical space

My Old Flat Across from Trinity College, Dublin

As a result of the original post I heard from an old friend from Dublin days on Facebook today and he shared these photos. What a wonderfully pleasant suprise to hear from an old friend, see my old friends, the old flat… and that old stupid hat! I forgot about that. Thanks Brendan!

Playing guitar for Silvia
Gary, Silvia, and I at the airport in Dublin

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My cousin Amy is going to Ireland in a few weeks and when she asked me about my old haunts I realized that, thanks to Google maps, I could send her the precise location and streetview of my old flat across them Trinity College, where I spent my junior year abroad.

Here it is, somewhat obscured by a truck, so I’ve included another view below. I lived in the second story appartment above what now seems to be a tattoo and barbershop. When I was there is was a candy shop and convenience store, run by the women who owned the building and lived in the story above me.

I can’t remember her name (Ms. ???). She was somewhat formal but lovely and married to a solid middle-eastern man named Fayad (or something like that) who swam everyday. I remember her telling me one time that an educated American is an attractive thing (implying that most were neither).


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Silvia sent me her bunch of photos from this year. See below.