Friends: How many of us have them?

Well Identity Crisis has been blessed with amazing friends that have ridden the crazy train with us for the past six years. For me personally, however, collecting friends is not as easy as clicking the "accept" button on my Facebook or MySpace pages. My partner in rhyme was correct in his blog that each of us are kind of tormented in our own way. For me, music is my sense of belonging. It's the only community I've found where I could completely be myself. Lately, I'm not sure that's true anymore.

This isn't meant to be a sob story blog. Usually I'm very much about the brighter side of life. Certain events in our professional life have forced me to reevaluate my own loyalty code. I was raised to believe that no one was beyond redemption and once you give your hand in friendship, you don't take it back. Now this code has led to some of the worst kind of heartbreaks and also some of the deepest bonds.

So where's the lesson? Simply put, it's this: my code and business don't mix. My heart is closed and my eyes are open. For those in our camp, you have our undying gratitude. For those on the fence - shit or get off the pot. There is no middle ground in my game.