Thursday, August 31, 2006

Greetings from Patti

(and I mean Patti Smith)

"Well I was sitting on my window sill, watching
the sky shifting, when a messenger arrived with
a copy of the new Bob Dylan album.
I gave old Glenn Gould a rest and put Modern
Times in my player. To this day, it still
feels funny sliding a CD in place instead
of setting a record on the turntable.
It was always exciting, that first moment, when the
needle connected with the vinyl groove. The first CD
I ever heard was an experimental one, a long time
ago, with Rainy Day Women on it. I just shook my head
and said "nope. it will never take off. nobody will give
up playing records." Nostradamus I am not.


In any event, there are two handsome portraits of Bob in
the packaging. I like the song called Ain't Talkin'.
Like walking alongside Bob hearing him thinking.
It was nice to get a special copy brought to my door.
It kind of made up for all those bus rides
in the mid-sixties, through Camden into Philadelphia,
to stand for hours in line just to buy a copy of
Highway 61 and Blonde on Blonde. It was always
worth it though. I was never disappointed.


Modern Times aside, I am just writing to say
I have been working more on the website
and will be making some changes in the next week.
I had been kind of negligent for a while as I did a lot
of traveling and have had a lot on my mind.
But I promise to be more active.
I am adding another version of Qana on the site.
Just a live late night practice tape.
I mispronounced it when I did it myself but it was the
only version I had and I thought the sentiments were more
important than the pronunciation. I have a penchant for
mispronouncing, so sorry about that.


So I hope you will check the site out. I will try to put new stuff up
every day or two. It's a good communication base. Hope to see
you there. Well I've got to go clean out the refrigerator. A good idea is
to put an open new box of Arm and Hammer baking soda on one
of the shelves. It cuts odors. Not that I'm implying anything"

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