My first day in London—30 March 2009. Like a kid in a super candy store.
And from the shelter of my mind
Through the window of my eyes
I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets
To England where my heart lies.

I Shall Be Released

I find this Dylan cover (beautifully conducted by Wilco and Fleet Foxes) a good Sunday night / early Monday morning song, as I sit alone in my studio space. I miss a lot of things right now and it’s hard to remember that everything is happening for a reason. I just want to see the someday when everything is different…

Or maybe, I should just appreciate the now—as a necessity, as a passing, as a blessing in disguise.

They say ev’rything can be replaced,
Yet ev’ry distance is not near.
So I remember ev’ry face
Of ev’ry man who put me here.
I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east.
Any day now, any day now,
I shall be released.

They say ev’ry man needs protection,
They say ev’ry man must fall.
Yet I swear I see my reflection
Some place so high above this wall.
I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east.
Any day now, any day now,
I shall be released.

Standing next to me in this lonely crowd,
Is a man who swears he’s not to blame.
All day long I hear him shout so loud,
Crying out that he was framed.
I see my light come shining
From the west unto the east.
Any day now, any day now,
I shall be released.

Long Distance Call

These lyrics could not describe my situation any more perfect :

Where to go, I had no idea about it
Most of the people do, there’re only doing just fine
I don’t wanna stay in place no more, see
Ain’t doing well well well, I am only doing just fine

Long time no see, long time no say
Got little to tell, I don’t say much but I might
Something always told me us two would be serious
I am looking around town, thinking the same as you

Long time no see, long time no say.

Vinyl.

I’VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR a record player over the past few weeks, with little success. I’m really hoping I can find a decent one for a reasonable price, and/or score one for my birthday. I’m being pretty particular about my selection, so I’m willing to hold out for a good one (new or old). I would love to listen to good tunes on vinyl. I think that would make life very groovy—that is, even more groovy than it is now.