More music on the horizon. Perhaps some blue eyed soul. A NY cat come west. I can do that. I can do anything. The question becomes can I *feel* it? Well, I'm feeling a lot lately. Some good. Some not so good. If I can keep from reading any more of Joni's lyrics I'll be ok. But it's kind of the textual version of Derek playing the dots off his Dominos. And I felt that. Many, many time.
So maybe I can Was, or not Was. I don't really know until I try. This is no time to be shy. That dog won't hunt anymore. Never did really. Sometimes your friends have hesitation in their voice, but what's behind that? If I've learned anything, it's that you can't take things at face value. And this is not time to get lost. Unless it is in the music. Focus. Integrate. And play as if my life depended on it. Because it does.
