ok. obsessing at the moment - but it is in my personality to obsess:
I went out on the open road
with a walkman a whitman a wallet and a kerouac
they say you never know if you never ever go
so I came and went
now I've been there and back
Six weeks on the American Road
the only thing I came to know is
be who you are
go where you want to you're free....
hehee. He's so funny
here's another one:
I played a gig with Chris and Shahn
at a restaurant in Andover, Michigan
Shahn is a vegetari-ahn
but Chris seemed happy to be eatin' fish again
He at the fish, she ate the chips
he paid the bill, she left the tip
so be who you are
go where you want to
Ahhhhh dear me. So clever.
I am hoping to organise a house concert in Newie for Fred to perform at. Extended daydreaming about it is a small temptation of mine at the moment. The dreams become so real in my mind and heart. It makes me aware of how important it is to choose carefully the thoughts and ideas I dwell on.
You know, this reminds me of last year when Chris organised for us to sing with Fred at St Albans, our rehearsal (behind a marquis at the Nationals on Easter Sunday 2008). Singing three part harmony, directed by Chris - Mighty Wind style (chris is a genius of harmony) - singing with Fred, learning to imitate his style... oh joy. For the next three weeks I was cutting cauliflower with my body and wandering the starry realm in my mind and heart.
It is impressive how real and good those memories are, probably because I went over them so many times. I have done the same thing with my baptism. Now the goodness of that time is stored deep within and when I am tired, afraid, down... I can bring the memories out and their very atmosphere lifts me. Thanks God for your good gift of the imagination.
talking of atmosphere... my current favourite Fred...
lazy dazy under Virginia skies
deep in the summertime
porch swing, six string
swattin' away the flies
sippin' the local wine
couple o' weeks down on the farm
watchin' the days go by
feelin' the sunshine on my arms
deep in the summertime...
Extracts taken from Song of the Open Road and Lazy Dazy from Fred Smith's amazing album, Texas.