With all the god damn evil in the world at the moment, Frank said it just perfectly.

“If you don’t know the guy on the other side of the world, love him anyway because he’s just like you. He has the same dreams, the same hopes and fears. It’s one world, pal. We’re all neighbors”

Frank has always held a place in my heart, from his music to his spirit.
There is just something about him.
I grow up on his voice and that love stayed with me.
His voice just seems to calm me, lift me or drawn me to tears.
The last few years I haven’t been able to listen to him, he’s songs all hold meaning, the most powerful kind and every time a song of his came on, I would just break down.
Music has always been my saving grace but until lately I just haven’t been able to listen to it.
Until I heard supermarket flowers by Good old Ed.
His new album helped me turn a corner and I have managed to listen a little more to music without turning into a bubbling wreck.
It’s been kind of hard as my biggest part of my job has to do with music. I managed to get over this by not connecting with the lyrics, something I find extremely hard to do. Thanks to Ed, that’s started to change.
While working away, YouTube playing in the background, Moon River came on and my eyes started to fill and I rushed to skip the song but just couldn’t.
So I just sat there, closed my eyes and let the music take over my whole being. Peace and tranquility fall over me and all these wonderful memories filled my heart. It was a moment I will never forget.
Hopefully in time music once again will be a pleasure instead of heartbreak but until then at least I have Frank.