I’m afraid of Americans. I’m afraid of the world. I’m afraid I can’t help it. I’m afraid I can’t.
Ten years after Tanya Davis wrote the gorgeous poem, How to Be Alone, she’s done it again with a poignant poem for these times, How to Be at Home.
If you’ve never seen it, here’s How To Be Alone. It’s one of my favorite things.
Try not to rhyme. It can get irritating.
This is important. Also, not political. Just informational. We all need to understand that this election day/night/week/month(?) will be unlike any we’ve experienced before.
Be informed. Be prepared.
“Show me, show me, show me how you do that trick.The one that makes me scream,” she said.
“The one that makes me laugh,” she said and threw her arms around my neck.
“Show me how you do it, and I promise you. I promise that I’ll run away with you…
“I’ll run away with you.”
Eddie Van Halen was the reason many famous guitarists of today picked up a guitar.
What a loss.
“Same tape I’ve had for years…”
Music for your weekend. “We was tryin’ to protest, then the fires broke out. Look out for the secret agents, they be planted in the crowd”
New music discovery via my friend Nic Lake. The HU is a band from Mongolia that blends heavy metal and traditional Mongolian throat singing.
Exactly the soundtrack we need for this apocalypse!