Indie Rock the Band.
When I want to read joy, I read Henry Miller. Vonnegut is silly, Camus is perhaps wise, Childish is visceral, but joy in page form belongs to Miller.
Nice night tonight. Coltrane amplified it... exposed the rhythm I didn't see before. It would be a walker tonight if I could keep my eyes open long enough to find my way home again.
Things are good here lately. I wish there were more to say. Some day I'll learn to elaborate better. I suppose I'm no "Writer," but I continue to write.
Nice night tonight. Coltrane amplified it... exposed the rhythm I didn't see before. It would be a walker tonight if I could keep my eyes open long enough to find my way home again.
Things are good here lately. I wish there were more to say. Some day I'll learn to elaborate better. I suppose I'm no "Writer," but I continue to write.