I am headed off to my evening feeling a bit depleted. Even playing along to Pissing in the River, giving it my very best unabashed Lenny impression couldn’t make me feel less empty. Maybe if I could plug in my guitar and make some electric noise I might feel more alive. That isn’t going to happen any time soon, I guess.
So I put away the Guild, and gave in to the sad vibe of the city tonight. “I live in another world where life and death are memorized”…thanks Bob. This is my favorite recording, Bob and Patti live in the most tender, sweet rendition of this song. I think I need some people to play music with, a jam, a bit of fun. There has been so little fun, so little freedom and noise since the pandemic reared it’s ugly head. I’ve been sensible, cared about others, but if I don’t cut loose soon, I think I might fall into a fug.
Goodnight, people. Tomorrow is another day, I guess…..I hope you are all doing well, and you are not just seeing dark eyes.