The simple act of riding the metro to and from work has contributed so much to my life. This very blog is a product of the time that I now have to bathe in the rich essence of the songs that flow through my ears on my daily commute. At this very moment, I am standing on the platform at Lionel Groulx, in a nostalgic wax of a trance, having been brought back to a time where the music of The Dave Matthews Band consumed so much of my life. I wasn't the only one and truth be told, I came to the dmb party quite late. For so long, I wrote it off as the music of the complacent masses, marching like sheep to Vermont. I was mistaken.
