where to get to
where to get to to cross over
where to get to
where to get to to cross over
for eternal turning
and burning
oh from where
oh where we
oh whoa uh oh
weeeerrrrrrreeee
i hope you are ok
i wish we could
be together
well, yes it has been a little while.
it was good, actually, to take a break from even these, and kind of do the things i guess i do when up with my family and in northern california. lots of listening more than making noise maybe is the easiest way to put it.
let’s hope 2020 gets better than the shitshow it has started as!
whatever whatever whatever,
Whatever … whatever!
was offered a chance to climb up the tower, and then to climb another tower, much more inspired. took the chance. got a decision maker.
fake it
til you make it
or don’t
or go
or
never
stop
somewhere out there
everything is fine
more than fine even
a very graceful arc is made
every which wave
take the next one
good to know
yesterday morning
still exists
somewhere
oh well
i tried!
it’s open
i’m open
whatever
oi how many times
over and over and over
can we repeat the same
and still
allow
this
to happen
it’s enough
i tried to mend
but couldn’t even
begin
go go go
back
to
the start
and go go go
again
i like the idea of playing with
not songs
not there at a ll
but want to maybe live inside one moment
for long enough
to make it not forget
able
wish i was closer to you
through
that
honestly
so long
sitting there
in the leftover
places
where you don’t look
no one does
that’s where I found
the things
that made
me cry
thankfully
went round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round
why not
a,
per
fect
po
em
for
uyer
night
light
this is how i thought all these would be
sit down
play music
call it a
frickin day
gonna get there
with this kind of song in my head all the time
looking up the mountain
making it right
this way and that
how come we never
hang out together
hanging over the rails
what a bunch
of fucking bullshit
we have had to witness
too bad
we know
we do
oh so
it is
oh so
it’s too much
to write
a simple pome
a day
my goodness
my time
It’s getting cozy in here
is true
mister you
it’s cool
but never good enough
it’s been read
and said
and you are blue
and never good enough
but baby i will treat you
like a baby
and make you meet me
halfway through
can’t start
don’t stop
never want
to be perfect
turning away
from the bullshit
turning way
your way
the winter comes
turning the way
showing the way
chase a shadow
turning way
your way
el eh
burning up
many thanks
not in this key
thank thee
thank thee
There you are
my star
if only you
do
do you
why lie
i can’t walk straight
lines
i get
inflated
on the
very promise
of the next
golden field
in side
of this
is something
live
could be
re birth
‘
..//
let’s get closer
to
…
close
fold
book
make something
blindfolded
to never look
at
It has been a while. Well. That’s ok… right?
So, let’s not worry about how many days missed. Who even cares what the rules might be. I want to get back to the core of this thing as it has evolved:
Music Everyday shall maybe be improvised things… things that come about out of the day. The whole idea for me was/is/shall be that I find joy in making music every day….
and… AND! if it so happens that I share that online… well, great. But I am restating here that this is such a selfish project. It’s for me. Yeah. Oh yeah. Well, kind of. It’s for you. It’s for music, not meant to be a single hand clapping. So.
Here’s the latest.
live from the corral
I am a music intern
Recording today, my favorite chord of all time, A6
yay for A6
#musiceveryday 70