Isaac. The dreamy eyed hanson brother. The man with the hands so strong and graceful, just a photograph could make one cry with the joy of beholding them. The older, goofy, tender loving brother. The one they look up to. First born, first to fly by the seat of his pants and show all that follow him how it's done. Southern drawl dripping, ramblin man. Oh how we love his honey coated voice. So sweet and reassuring. It's like someone holding you in the darkest hour of night. It's familiar and secure. It's that warm hug that says 'I love you for who you are, no matter what.' And that's why we love him. But what's he really like? The endearing lopsided grin and frumpy old man clothes, these are only scratching the surface. What makes Isaac Hanson tick? What are his hopes and dreams? Where does his destiny lie? What are his fears? Who is this guitar man? We think we know him... really know him. But who is the man that writes the love songs that make us cry, but makes it feels so good when we do? Who is this man that makes us secretly sweat with his sublte sexy snarl? Who is Isaac Hanson?
Here are some observations, some favorite stories written as an ode to him, choice pictures we love to drool over of him, and just some random... midnight musings. |
