ok. obsessing at the moment - but it is in my personality to obsess:
I went out on the open roadwith a walkman a whitman a wallet and a kerouacthey say you never know if you never ever goso I came and wentnow I've been there and backSix weeks on the American Roadthe only thing I came to know isbe who you arego where you want to you're free....hehee. He's so funny
here's another one:
I played a gig with Chris and Shahnat a restaurant in Andover, MichiganShahn is a vegetari-ahnbut Chris seemed happy to be eatin' fish againHe at the fish, she ate the chipshe paid the bill, she left the tipso be who you arego where you want to you're free...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 skiesdeep in the summertimeporch swing, six stringswattin' away the fliessippin' the local winecouple o' weeks down on the farmwatchin' the days go byfeelin' the sunshine on my arms and I'm...deep in the summertime...Extracts taken from
Song of the Open Road and
Lazy Dazy from Fred Smith's amazing album,
Texas.