As I've posted before, I'm new to the whole fatherhood game, but I really do love just about every moment of it. Even at its worst, time seems to just cruise by at two separate but equal speeds. In the worst of times cold molasses, those times are when your kid is sick, crying every couple hours or whatever. than there's flash bulb quick which is when you look back at the past year and feel out of breath at the speed time just flew by at.Anyway, it seems that Dad's get a bum rap in most forms of media. Their either portrayed as a bumbling moron obsessed with sports, some sort of macho uncaring asshole, or your gone. The later seems to be the hat rack that most creatives/musicians seem to hang their hat on. Why? Well it works. I'll post a few that prove it...Of course in posting Harry Chapin, the temptation for most would be "Cats in the Cradle" and although I am just about that sappy, the purpose of Mog is to introduce you to the other songs of artists that you only really know of because of one song.