A Time And Times And Half A Time

I've always been amazed by how people just come up to me and give me strange things. Its been happening as long as I can remember. I'm not talking about people giving me CDs of their bands or normal things like that, Im talking about crazy shit, like for example one time a girl came up to me with a rather large blue tupperware container with a lid on it and said "I thought you might want this". When i asked her what it was she explained how she had just given birth and how she specifically asked for her placenta so she could give it to me. So there I was, holding a 3-4 pound tupperware full of bloody afterbirth and like any perfectly insane man, I politely said "Thanks", and took it home, broke out the mustard, the fork, and the camera, and proceeded to have a very colorful photoshoot with C.T. But sometimes the things that appear in front of me are far more mysterious. Probably one of the most profound things I've been given came to me at a very spiritually intense time in my life. I was 16 years old, on tour playing awkward teenage metal, full of evil while still being guided by the lights, and lucky enough to be hooked up with what has become one of my favorite all-time bands, Sugartooth. I have yet to see a band so gifted as they were at the time. The sweet sounds seemed to just pour out of them with no effort whatsoever. It was common for their soundchecks to turn into hour long brilliant soul lifting jams, with usually only a few of us lucky enough to hear it. Just as important as their music, was the friendships we had. Being at such an awkward age, I was so full of self doubt and small town ideals, and they were always the first to sit me down and tell me that I was a talented musician, and not the dork I thought I was. They knew we were trapped in a crappy band and they saw the musicians we wanted to be. I spent hours on the sugartooth bus, smoking weed and playing killer guitars with Marc, the main melody source of Sugartooth. He smoked more weed than anyone I have ever met, and if you know me you know that is a very serious statement. I've met people who are perma-high, but he really was almost in a whole other reality. A truly good plane of existence that I only wish I could reach. Being as how he was such a mentor to me at the time, when he walked up to me out of nowhere and said the all to familiar "You need this", I was immediately nervous to unfold the black cloth he had pushed into my arms. As I unfolded it, I saw it was a black shirt with a red print of the devil with a pistol in his mouth. On the back was a small cross with a bird on one side of it, and a cat on the other, and a quote below the cross that read " A TIME AND TIMES AND HALF A TIME - REVELATIONS" Marc told me it was a one of a kind shirt that was given to him and that I should have it. Being already obsessed with the inevitable apocalypse, it was a truly heavy moment in my life, and to this day I wait to understand what it means. As it is very faded and worn, Ive since retired the shirt and it sits in my collection of other oddly strange and important items Ive acquired over the years.




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