So of course I wrote a song after last week’s post. Have you met me? And I will refer you to last week’s post if you didn’t happen to read it for the backstory. You can read it while you listen to the song. Or, you can listen to the audio post and then listen […]
We got a gully-washer last night, a real midwestern frog-strangler. (‘Scuse my southern Iowa roots showing, I need to go see an heir dresser …) (Sorry about that.) (Won’t happen again.) (Yes, it totally will.) As I was saying, before I was so rudely interrupted, we got some serious water-works happening in the wee hours,
There’s an old Indonesian saying about not letting your red-haired daughter get too close to the mountain, or the Volcano God will take her. Okay, it’s not exactly an every-day household saying, but apparently, it’s there. A long while back, possibly around 2020, I mentioned a fascinating book I read called When They Severed Earth
I love co-writing songs with people I love. And I write a lot of songs about people who are dead now. Put it all together and what do you get? A posthumous co-written song by my friend David Warren and me. Davey died, tragically, and a friend of his was going through a box of
Blackbirds have been constant … harbingers? companions? somethings? for much of my life. It is, of course, extremely possible that there are just a lot of them around these parts and I have had a lot of opportunities to observe and interact with them. And maybe be observed by them, because who knows, they’re definitely
Recording has been where all my energy has gone the past 3 weeks, so … here’s another song. But wow, I have made it through the stash of 25 (and added a 26th because reasons) so I’m feeling pretty stoked about that! Nothing to beat the summer blues like making things you’re really happy with.
So … I’ve been recording. I realized that there are twenty-five (25!) unrecorded new songs in my notebook, and sort of had to take a breath. There are, unfortunately, some I can’t even find demo recordings of and I can’t remember how they go, and that’s always incredibly frustrating. I especially hate it when I
Gather ’round the bubbling cauldron, dearies … Sometimes you just need to saddle up the broomstick and go take care o’ business. The highest court in the US in occupied largely by the lowest of the low. Failed humans sheltering a criminal who committed treason in order to stay in power indefinitely. Unconscionable, intolerable. VOTE.
Ya know what I wanna do? I want to abolish all clocks in my orbit and live exclusively on Solar Time for a solid year, just to see how that feels. It’s not gonna be easy, but man, I really want to. I mentioned it to Michael this morning when the sun was just to
Procrastination is a great big sign. Maybe not from Goddess, or from God (certainly not that one god), but it’s a great big sign nonetheless. I have been stuck in a great big procrastination cycle since about … oh, let’s call it March of 2020. Everything stopped. And never quite got started up again. It
