It has gotten so that I am now dreaming about writing posts in my sleep. I dreamt all kinds of good stuff to talk about today, but I didn’t get up to write it all down, and now it is all gone forever. Keeping a dream journal is probably the way to go, but I just don’t want to wake up to do the deed. Today's song comes from a set that just washed over me at the Music Fog Marathon in March at Threadgill’s. It was the day so far this year, that reached a fever pitch. Malford and the band rocked the room in full-tilt boogie tradition.
Jackson Parten "Here in California"
Oh yum. Being out in California recently was just delicious. The air, the low humidity, the colors of sky and flowers, the towering mountains. It is all overwhelming to the senses. I have that awareness every time I visit, that it simply is the promised land, well, the way it looks anyway. A friend from California asked me a few days ago ‘what I am doing in the desert’ it gave me pause for a moment as I reflected on the lush California landscape, and compared that to the drought and convection oven heat we are dealing with day after day. Yes, Texas is that hot. It feels biblical here.
Elliot Randall & The Deadmen "Getting My Nerve Up"
My Grandmother lived a long life, from 1900 to 1999. What changes she saw in society in that almost century. She raised my Mother and Uncle by herself, as my Grandfather died young. She lived long enough to bury all nine of her brothers and most of her friends. Through the Depression, the Great World Wars, The Cold War, Viet Nam, she remained steely with determination and discipline for her whole life. She worked until just a couple of years before she passed. Sometimes, she would tell me on the phone that she was "blue." I could see how the overwhelming weight of event could stop her in her tracks. But from somewhere, she summoned the energy to marshall on.