January 28, 2003

• I’m sitting here at my desk that I’ve been away from for a few months. The Kids are downstairs doing their thing, involving what sounds like a frame drum in between conversational elements. No one cleaned up my mess while I was gone; all the crap is still here.
  
  I can listen to all my music again. I didn’t take the external drive with me when I went, and that’s where all the music lives.
  
  “Sing it everyone
  Got my eyes got my face
  Sing it everyone
  Got my nose got my blood…”
  
  This song always reminds me of North Cascades, which I’m currently geographically close to, rather than far, far away in Texas, which has no mountain ranges. Well, El Capitan. Whatever.
  
  I was in the Vanagon, listening to this song (‘Sinner,’ by Neil Finn), cruising along through the national park, dancing around the switchbacks through the mountain passes, in the slow and steady way you do when you’re driving a Vanagon.
  
  The song is based on a couple of looped jazz samples, with a nice, relaxed, bluesy groove.
  
  “Under moonlight I stood wild and naked
  I felt no shame just my spirit awakened
  Sinner”
  
  If you’re me, this is a song you should sing along with. And if you’re not me, you might enjoy it anyway.
  
  “Today I am still disconnected
  To the face that I saw in the clouds
  And the closest I get to contentment
  Is when all of the barriers come down
  Sinner”
  
  North Cascades is closed for the winter, which is just as well, because there’s much that I have to do here in town.

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