What Crosses My Mind

  • These are the people I remember

    I listen to a certain melody to bring me somewhere, need to step out of where I am, perhaps an escape, one might call it a sojourn, only works when I can find my right rhythm, my beat, my way of departing from my real place, into that world of imagination. I use music to…

  • Old Songs

    Old lyrics, old words, same outcome, I could listen to Janis Ian all night long, talk about being ‘seventeen’ growing up, she brings tears to my eyes, I can’t exactly tell you why, perhaps it is a memory, maybe nostalgic, there are so many lives I’d wish to live again, and music, like Carly Simon…