Against All Odds
| We visited my grandmother in a state hospital when I was
five years old. I said "She is not crazy, she is a nice old
lady." She was hyper-active, but her mind seemed clear. 18 years
later I was in a state hospital myself, very high. It runs in the
family. I am third generation with severe manic depression. In my first
manic period I looked into the sun till the sun danced. I wrote a
poem" Until The Sun Danced" and then built a concert on this
experience. When I am depressed I have arguments with myself, feeling I
have played music too long. It is rewarding for me to give concerts in
state hospitals.
Lyle Taylor, Client |
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