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Freewrite #18

“Everybody’s happy. Everybody’s free. We’ll keep the big door open, and everyone’ll come around.” ~Dave Matthews Band Dave Matthews could be my brother. No. Seriously. He says some of the things I wish I could say when no one’s listening and I can say what’s on my mind. When I could be dancing Nancy. There … Continue reading Freewrite #18

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This Innocence

I came home yesterday to find that my favorite band had released an album, AND that the album was free through iTunes. At first I thought it was a hoax, like all the other hoaxes that have come and gone since the band’s last album (in 2008). Six years is a long wait between records, … Continue reading This Innocence

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Dear Journal: Stuck

Dear Journal, “Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy. But here’s my number, so call me maybe…” I got this song stuck in my head this morning and it just wouldn’t leave me alone. I mean, what is this? The summer of 2012? But I guess there’s no accounting for good taste, or … Continue reading Dear Journal: Stuck

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1989

“What is this? ’80s music day?” “Actually, it’s 1989, all day baby!” “Well, I lived through this music once. Why are you forcing me to do it again?” This was a conversation this morning between me and my wife, who tends to like her own combination of music regardless of decade or individual years, while … Continue reading 1989

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Saturday Shuffle

These kids don’t recognize Axl Rose’s voice, I shockingly found out after I introduced a musical challenge game with my students last week. And that wasn’t all. They also couldn’t tell the difference between Faith Hill and Shania Twain, they had no clue who STP was, and they knew no ’80s songs that weren’t by … Continue reading Saturday Shuffle

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This Echo

There is joy In this echo And the silence That comes after So succinct Like gathering rain Searching for land Warm and distant There is laughter In the solitude That descends swift And as delicate As a puff of air Moving sideways To tickle your neck Such a fragile touch There is music On the … Continue reading This Echo