another thing about summer is how it smells like flowers or trees or walnuts or deodorant or people who might be well served by deodorant or beer or too much cologne too much perfume  or tar… or spores.  you are either into it or you are not. i can go both ways.

saw The Waco Brothers tonight at the Square Roots Festival. they were great. not many people around me were paying attention, but it seemed important to some of them that they push their ways in front of me even when the last thing they wanted to hear was the music. my friend Bill and I thought, how odd. the closer they pushed to the front of the stage, the less they wanted to listen.

But if you were on stage with the band… that would be something like a dream

this is really hard for me, you know? i seem to recall having an audience at 1 time, so this absence of instant gratification is rather deflating. but no less deflating many forms of non instant gratification.

i guess i need to find a new direction again.