For those of you who are wondering how I am following the car wreck I am alive and for the most part unharmed.  I am sad to see my new truck smashed up the day after I bought it, but things come and go I am just happy to be here.  I don’t have any word on the other driver yet, but I will post up here as soon as I know how she is.

For those who don’t know anything about it, I was hit in my new truck by a young girl who ran a red light.  She never slowed down ( I guess that she was distracted the light had been red for a while) and she T-boned me at about 50 mph… She was taken away in an ambulance and I really hope that she is OK.  I am pretty sore, but not dead.  The show must go on anyway, I am playing tonight at the pavilion on Carolina Beach… There will be fire works and much hoopla… Here is a little song that I wrote to commemorate my little brush with that fine line between driving along without a care in the world and the end of it all. It is very rough and unedited so please excuse the sound and quality.

I am new to the world of MacBooks, but I am in it.  I decided to play around with mine today and this is what came out.  iMovie and GarageBand are amazing programs.

The song in the video has been in my head for weeks and sometimes playing it is the only way to get it out.  This song takes me back to my youth.  I can still feel the warm wind through the pick-up truck windows.  The music still sounds thin from the old speakers and worn-out cassette tape.  I’m in the truck with my Dad and we are going wade fishing in the Shenandoah river… The only other things that gives me vivid visceral memories like that are smells.  Songs are a lot like smells.  Smells that you can hear.

This is a video that I stumbled across… it is a very beautiful and eloquent way of saying something that I have felt for a long time… the animation is OK, but the point is fantastic.

Music and Life – Alan Watts