March 29th, 2009

sparrow

The Most Frustrating Thing in the World

Is to have a song lyric appear whole in my head while I'm driving... and by the time I pull over, and find the cards and the pencil, it's gone....

... evaporated... and to still have the tag line of it haunt me, tease me, like a single silken thread of hair from a muse that's long gone to history.

It's been a couple of decades since I wrote lyrics for a band that didn't really go anywhere, but... it's so not like poetry (more like verbal sudoku for me) or prose (which I can march workmanlike through and just go back to fix)... songs are like butterflies... fragile, whole with the music of it, or not at all.
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5 am Train

The boys and I are taking a train out of Denver tomorrow morning for a three-day visit to Glennwood Springs. So we have to be up and out at 5:30 in the morning. Whoof.

I have no clue if I'll have access while I'm gone, so I'll be slower than usual. But it should be a good break, and there are real, natural hot springs that folks can go soak in. So I should have an experience that I've wanted for a while anyway. AND it's snowing up there, so... it should be fun.

I'm downing Airbourne like there's no tomorrow, maybe I'll get better if not *well*. *laughs*