Well... I know there are at least a few of you who read this so...
Let's just say there's been some pretty heavy shit going on in my personal life that has rendered me... unwilling, unable, uninspired with respect to blogging.
I think it's all getting better. Slowly. Not quickly enough. But getting better nonetheless (can't get no worse).
Nobody's dying, nobody's injured... it just feels like it.
Anyway, all this pain and darkness are (as pain and darkness tend to do) obscuring the fact that there's a lot of exciting positive stuff going on... plans for not one, not two, but three recordings to be completed by the end of the year... an EP of new BRB material, an EP of other material not suitable for BRB, and the long awaited realization of a quality recording of The Odyssey.
Additionally, good shows are in the works, many of them out of town.
So... I guess it's darkest just before the dawn. As many foolish wise-people have written.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Whispers in the dark The wind is calling out To all the lonesome hearts Flickering in starts The big star's burning low And soon it will be gone When love is overcome When love is on the ropes Don't turn your back on love I won't I won't turn my back On love I won't I won't turn my back On love Under purple skies Chicago's crying out It echoes through the streets And settles with the dust Along the silent lake Beneath the silver moon I won't I won't turn my back On love I won't I won't turn my back On love
Friday, August 04, 2006
One night I had a dream That I walked out onto the sea And into the sun as the waters, they swallowed it whole And when the flames burned to black I woke from the stinging ashes And open my eyes and felt the hope spark in my bones Skeletons skin and sky Most days I just get by Why does it have to go away? And when the morning fades We drown in the wide open spaces Though the night may be sure, it's the daylight that makes our hearts hurt So I keep writing these songs These songs about time and the sea And angels and dawns and singing them in my sleep Skeletons skin and sky Most days I just get by Why does it have to go? Why does it have to go? Why does it have to go away?