I am brand-new to this web log stuff. The word, "blog", sticks in my craw.
I discovered Adrian Belew's web site, replete with web log, today, which inspired me to put a small stake out here in the ethereal ground here for my own spot.
I don't have much to add just now. These days I'm focussed on playing the guitar, jazz informed by twanging country sensibilities. It's good to be back into playing again.
I have retreated mightily into cinema of yore. I could be at peace dwelling in a world that is all black and white and where the night hangs heavily, the shadows are long and dramatic and everyday conversation is thoroughly hard-boiled.
9-11 quite literally turned my life upside down and I am only just now getting back to about 80% or so of what I once was. Playing the guitar was one of the things I didn't do for the last five years. Now that I am back in the DC area after an eighteen year reprieve, I feel the weighty electricity of so many fabulously talented telecaster twangers, past and present, seeping into my bones and I like it.
