DANIEL BLUE: MEET TREVOR DICKSON >>>

Trevor Dickson is a maniac.  We attended the same high school; he was a year younger, but was always way cooler. 

I remember moving to Tacoma several years after graduation and being shocked when I saw his little car parked outside an apartment near Wright Park.  You couldn't miss his car in those days. It had a huge Bat Signal on the hood.   

Currently he's the front man of the increasingly popular musical sensation, The Elephants. This bizarre excuse for a humanoid is winning the hearts of our nation, one soul sucking hip gyration at a time.   

Between bouts of tennis and rounds of golf, Dickson can be found funking out in the practice space where many bands train downtown, or relaxing by a pile of LEGOs in his living room.   

Most of the time I am unaware of what Trevor is really trying to communicate, but we recently bonded on a midnight motorcycle ride through the waist high grass of an abandoned lot. 

"Were in a time machine!" Trevor shouted.   

Oh yes, my friend, a time machine back to where it all started - the class of 1999.