Pungsnotded

August 28th, 2008

It has been the kind of time, these past couple of weeks, where life is suspended and waiting. Everything stops and everything and nothing becomes important. Music has become difficult to listen to, as anything political will not do, and anything enjoyed for the irony, seems well, like the irony is lost. Instrumentals aren’t happening, I need voices and words, to know that I am not sitting here alone. This is the time where I make deals with myself, where I challenge logic and hope this all leads to a positive outcome.  -so-

Stacy came to visit last week, and I was desperate for a night out and to hear some live live live music. Anything. We ended up at the ickiest college dive-meatmarket place, but heard something pleasant instead. Something that started (for us, we were late) with John Prine and ended with In the Pines, filled with original music all stuck in between. We drank shots of Jameson’s and laughed about things that only we could laugh about. I do believe we are here for reasons beyond us, and if the reason is music and laughing and friendship then that is probably ok with me. We finished the night by eating nachos and laughing the whole walk home.

 

So, I bought this great cd, and you should buy one too. Actually more than one. All of them. And go see some live music. It will clear your head for a few hours.

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