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I grew up listening to Dar. When I met her tonight, what I wanted to say was that when I received the Honesty Room when I was seven, I connected to it. She sang about a babysitter, I had a babysitter… she got me. As I grew, and continued listening to her records, her songs grew new meaning, and in turn became more meaningful. By and large she is one of the most talented and intelligent singer/song writers out there. She’s not afraid to say what she’s thinking or write something unconventional and at times, perhaps, a little uncouth. To be completely honest, 15 years later, I still don’t understand a lot of what this woman is writing about. But so much of her music, whether in melody or verse, is relatable. Even today I can’t hear “February” without feeling that sense of loss and hope that something better is out there, just because it has to be. Seeing her tonight and hearing her speak of the songs she writes on her bed reminded me of that girl who had such big dreams, dreams that she was going to go places some day, and be someone. I know that girl is there somewhere, and every now and then I remember her, when I’m sitting in front of people singing songs I wrote on my bed, or listening to songs Dar wrote on hers. I guess what I was trying to say, what I am trying to say, is that as we grow we evolve, and things begin to take on new meaning. And music is no exception. Thanks for helping me grow.