i really believe that we are a culture that values words too much and genuine touch and affection too little. i witnessed this moment (pic above) with a person who has dimentia on such a high level that she really cannot comprehend words coherently anymore. but she gets touch. she gets it. and someone gave that to her. and she accepted it. and she felt loved. she.
felt.
loved.
i hope my music does this. the words, eh, theyre ok. i try hard with words. sometimes they're good. sometimes they're not the best. it's not my strongest strength. however, i know i'm a good enough songwriter and musician and it's my hope that the vibe from the music will connect with people on a level that perhaps can't be understood with words.
so i keep trudging on with writing and recording. i'm eager to release this stuff, but the timing will have to be right for that to happen. in the meantime, appreciate the picture above and also caila and my brilliant version of mmmbop, listed below. we practiced that one a lot before recording it and i think that will be evident.
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