I spent a little less than 24 hours in my old stomping grounds last weekend, and this song change is a result of the dark energy that followed me home. Everything is energy. We are psychic sponges. If you never remember anything else I say; remember that. No pre-amp, horrible sound quality, but…good old-fashioned soul-energy. All those blackest roads that lead you home…
I might busk in Bishop Arts this weekend if the weather is nice.


Leave a comment