The mix tape I sent you from my childhood til now.

Had so many songs, It’s hard to fathom how.

One man was sewn all the way through,

One guy had a hand in more than a few.

He helped create and influence my musical taste.

He helped my idols set such a blistering pace.

That started me up and set me off to find.

The music I love, all set free from his hallowed grounds.

R.I.P. Martin Birch