I was walking 'round here the other day and stumbled upon this:
I love the Counting Crows but actually didn't stay for the whole show. I don't know why, but sometimes I flake when confronted with the presence of artists I really really like (like the book reading with John Irving that I also absorbed a little of and then ditched). In that case I didn't want his voice to necessarily be the one I heard when reading his texts, but in the case of musicians I think part of me likes my music unattached from humans who could potentially do awkward things that might make themselves seem less than savory, (or become big proponents for causes that I don't agree with) and somehow tarnish the associated songs. Of course, this has worked out in the other direction: when I know musicians personally there is an attachment that is there regardless how good they are.
The above image has been on the to-do list for a while,
the recent events only pushed it a little further:
2. 2 sketches. ah ah ah.
I too have trouble acting normal when I'm nervous.
One way or another, I'm not comin undone: I'm just waiting for the day