20 years ago today...

(Can you believe 1990 was 20 years ago?) Twenty years ago today this world lost one of the most epic blues musicians/guitarists/one of my favorite musicians ever.
Stevie Ray Vaughan
RIP Stevie. When I was six years old I was in love with you & I used to dance around my living room, playing air guitar to your albums. 20 years later I'm still doing the same thing. (the only difference is that I carry nearly your lifes' work everywhere I go in my phone & can be caught dancing to it on street corners, in elevators, on trains, in my kitchen, bedroom, bathroom, the park & pretty much anywhere else) You live on in the hearts & eardrums of ever faithful fans. (& little girls who aren't so little anymore who always dreamed of seeing you play live, impressing you with their sweet dance moves & living happily ever after with you) Thank you for sharing your gifts with us in your time on this planet & thank you for transporting me to a far, far away place every time (even still) that I press play...

‎'I think I've got something special to say with my music. But I have to keep these things in perspective, because they're gifts. It's all a gift, and I have to keep giving it back or it goes away. If I start believing that it's all my doing, it's gonna be my undoing.I'm committing myself to doing the most I can with the gifts I have, so that they do as much good as possible.'
-- Stevie Ray Vaughan


The Silent Comedy

So recently I was out on the west coast to tell people about what I do on the east coast & very, very early one sunny morning @ the San Diego Fox 5 News station I made some cool new friends with very fancy facial hair. They have a pretty jazzy sound & the more I listen the more I dig.
Please allow me to present The Silent Comedy.

Check it out.


The Invitation

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living
I want to know
what you ache for
and if you
dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.

It doesn't interest me how old you are
I want to know if you will
risk looking like a fool
for love
for your dreams
for the
adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon...
I want to know if you have
touched the center of your own sorrow
if you have been
opened by life's betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can
sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can
dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your
fingers and toes
without cautioning us to
be careful
be realistic
to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.

If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand on the edge of the lake
shout to the silver of the full moon,

It doesn't interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know
if you will stand
in the center of the fire
with me

and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know
what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.

(Oriah Mountain Dreamer)



Soul is hot & heavy. Spirit is cool, abstract, detached. Soul is connected to the earth & it's waters. Spirit is connected to the sky & it's gases. Out of the gases springs fire.