Heres a see you later, to a good brother from another mother. As I read over everyones experience with big bro Gavin Sutton I cant help but remember the first time I actually met him. It was a crisp January night as we arrived to an unfamiliar apartment. My LBs and I line up just outside his door waiting to be allowed in. Once inside we were introduced and given direction that this cat, this bearded couch-potato would be our singing coach while we pledged Kappa Kappa Psi. The night went on and the first and last thing I can remember about that night was Gavin telling me to sing with some soul. This was news to me, because although I had sang on many occasions as a child I always thought of myself as having soul. Either way I learned that night the true meaning of soul as it relates to ones own interpretation of music. Before you express it, you have to feel deep down inside. Its the kind of soul that makes you shout, and cry all at the same time. Its pure music and the essence of it. This was one of the most important lessons anyone has taught me about music and about life. RIP big bro. #gavinsutton
Posted on: Sun, 11 Jan 2015 00:50:12 +0000
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