Some thoughts about songs. My songs reflect my sense of perspective; how things fit together: what it's all about; my sense of history and destiny; my belief that we all come from the creator and, by whatever route we choose, we'll eventually arrive where we belong.
I know I'm not the only one with this sort of perspective, but it is not common. I think that is what makes my songs different from a lot of the materiel that is generally produced. (My manifest lack of reverence for the sort of polish made possible by recent advances in digital technology may be another marked difference.)
I was gratified to see that Jack Whites' new record, No Name, was nominated for best rock album Grammy award. I'm trying to decide which of the songs on that record I'm going to cover. Right now it's a three way tie between What's The Rumpus, Bless Yourself, and Archbishop Harold Holmes. What's The Rumpus is in the lead.
Running a little late with this. It's the 17th, a bit past The Ides. BWV opened for The Strangers again last night in Santa Rosa. I was pleased with the audience response. Not just from the other bands and all, but random people who just happened to be in the joint were responding. That's what I look for when I play; people paying attention.
I'll cut this short with that.
Best Regards,
Richard