I never asked but I heard you cast your lot along with the poor. But then I overheard your prayer, that you be this and nothing more than just some grateful faithful woman's favourite singing millionaire, the patron Saint of envy and the grocer of despair, working for the Yankee Dollar.

Thursday, July 14, 2005

dreams

It hit me last night around 3 am while on my balcony listening to "Al Green Gets Next To You" one of the finest (top 5 for me) soul records ever recorded. Anyway the thought was this: If only i could become one of the horn players backing Al on this record. If only i lived my life and succeeded in the equivalent of laying something so special down, albeit small and insignificant when compared to greatness and even as support and unnamed (at least in the vinyl version), then it would have been worthwhile. I guess we'll see.

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