Um I don’t want to count the years at this point. LOL
Needing this one today.
One of my very favorite songs!!!
I miss hearing and seeing Jerry. I am thankful his music lives on. He battled his own demons to be sure, and he brought so much joy to so many.
Stay strong Holly.
An oldie but still funny!
Justin, priceless. Have to add him to my celebrity crush list.
I agree; he’s the whole package! So funny too!
So it was yesterday. I’ve seen a lot of these things with artists of every kind taking time to make content and share it freely, if only to help us feel a bit more human in these strange times. Many failed to reach me, though I sincerely appreciated the gesture.
You may have seen this…
Despite reservation, I put it on. The second song I caught was a woman in India singing in a language I couldn’t even understand. And still it moved me. Whatever she was saying, her voice and the resonating piano behind it spoke to me. From some lady on the other side of the planet I’ll likely never meet. It brought me tears.
And so I sat for two hours, watching strangers and celebrities playing from living rooms around the world. Different songs, different styles, different messages. Feeling more connected than I had in some time.
I was actually thinking more about all the zoom, hang outs, and team meetings and wonder what it will be like when we get back to life. How will the masks we put on today because we didn’t have to look another in the eye? Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Will all those relationships that were rekindled (perhaps out of boredom) go back to the side of the road as we journey through life? Will all the canned no fear shares rekindle those rad 90’s tees?
I can look to my past relationship with technology and how it allowed me to wear a mask to get all of those millions and millions of adoring fans er friends er um yeah. But behind that mask and the others I wore, my alcoholism had gone into overdrive but no one could see how bad things were and how much worse they were about to get. So a lot of what is happening today, take me back to the lessons from those days and not hiding from life, feelings, and things.
The challenge now is how to do all that in the market place interacting with others in this crazy crazy world. People are scared, tired, and broken, and perhaps all they have is that to hang on to today. Work and even many personal relationships are seemingly intuitive…other things are about as clear as mud right now.
Maybe you’re tired and broken
Your tongue is twisted with words half spoken
And thoughts unclear
What do you want me to do
To do for you to see you through
A box of rain will ease the pain
And love will see you through
Preach, Brother Goat.
I’ve mentioned to friends, the hardest thing for me in this was that with my great Soul Search to start the year, deciding not to make a major life change, was the decision to commit to making the most of the life I had rediscovered here in sobriety. That was to mean being a good boss person and finishing my commitment there, saving up for a future, and more than anything continuing to break out of my cell. Getting out, continuing to build relationships. Ideally find a relationship in the process.
And then they put baby back in the corner. Back in the box he had wanted to escape from.
All the extra time reflecting for this squirrel brought me to the realization that 1) I could still work toward those goals and be there for others even when sheltering and 2) maybe some of the things I learned surviving through less personal means of connecting could be strengths in these times. Things to help with #1 if I let them.
I dunno if it makes sense, but trying like heck to take it all on life’s terms. My life is not so peachy as I let on, but there is a path in all this darkness where there can still be light.
This could be a repeat here, or this might be where I was introduced to this regardless…loving it on the daily.
So cute!
I want to see you all be brave!! &
I sa this right at the beginning of this and thought of this version…
Hello, darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
This new world seems like a neverending nightmare or movie at times. The streets are quiet, people aren’t outside. Things are just too still. These are those moments where I look and wonder when we are going to wake up or the film run out and begin to start flappin round and round. Yet there I am. … In the sounds of silence. It is overwhelming to feel that yesterday is gone, the tommorrow I thought I was going to have is gone. And now is slipping away as we try to figure out how we move forward in life.
BRENT TIME!!! Today is the anniversary of Brent’s first show with the Dead in 1979.
I can’t remember how many times I have listen to this song thinking how cute but cheesy it is. The Dead’s Earth Day song that isn’t eyes…
Until it came across today and well… The imagery of that futuristic world seemed a little to close to home today.
But we never tend the garden and rarely we pay the rent,
Some of it is broken and the rest of it is bent
Put it all on plastic and I wonder where we’ll be when the bills hit.
We got everyone believin’ that more is more,
If a reckoning comes, maybe we will know what to do then.
All these complications seem to leave no choice,
I heard the tongues of billion speak with just one voice,
Saying, “just leave all the rest to me,
I need it worse than you, you see.”
And then I heard,
The sound of one child crying.
Today I went walking in the amber wind,
There’s a hole in the sky where the light pours in
I remembered the days when I wasn’t afraid of the sunshine.
But now it beats down on the asphalt land
Like a hammering blow from god’s left hand
What little still grows cringes in the shade like the night time.
We can run,
But we can’t hide from it.
Of all possible worlds,
We only got one:
We gotta ride on it.
Whatever we’ve done,
We’ll never get far from what we leave behind,
Baby, we can run, run, run, but we can’t hide.
Oh no, we can’t hide.
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