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