I was reminded again last night why I am a musician. I went to ‘stone soup’ a coffee shop here in ri. Mark erelli along with charlie rose (and darn, great base player and now i dont have his name… can anyone help me fill that in?) singing bill morrissey songs (and some of their own). off the charts. my heart is wide-eyed smiling and my soul is roaring.
“…let the sun go down on a glass of beer…”
” …in the shadow of a pay phone where the saints are getting bold..”
on and on…
OMG tragic and weepingly beautiful.