Travel Catalogs

patagonia,
perfume patterns.
i took you in before i let you go.
change is a pocket of ideas
the one who seeks more change
will always be the same
he incarnates as a useless coin
he reaches in his pocket
eager to be something else
eager to be someone else
he is a penny on the sidewalk
he is rich or poor
hot and steamy
full of vigor
when he ages seventy three
he feels like a waste of time
always trying to be another man
with a mansion and a cane
and no one left
but to blame himself
for his feeble and jaded brain
he wasted all to become lose change

Sounds like a charm.

I'm listening to John Coltrane Live at the Village Vangaurd and paying close attention to any noise from the crowd. What a lucky bunch of people. To watch Coltrane like a shaman channeling some long lost prayer. And Elvin smashing away at the drums like its the last time anyone will ever hear a drum set being played. He played with so much strength and intensity. (This is where I stopped writing for some amount of time, completely lost in the song).

I've been incredibly busy the last month since I've been working and playing a lot with Drew and practicing for our residency at Flipnotics. It feels really good to have some musical projects to work on. However now that I'm really getting settled in I'm feeling the desire to branch out a little more. I'd like to write some instrumental compositions and bring them to a group. Whether it be a current group I'm playing with or putting together something new.

I've also been spending a good portion of my time with a beautiful lady who I am very fond of. I am very happy and excited to see what happens next. It is difficult because she lives in San Marcos but at the same time we are both at a point were we need lots of space to work on our projects so it seems to work out perfectly. Or as perfectly as anything can. Of course I miss her terribly when I am away from her.

Now I'm going to try and get my calender up to date.