i caught the tail end of a house concert by tom conlon last night.
we sat in the warmth of a beloved friend's front room, all col. mustard yellow flickering in candlelight and i had to lean over and whisper "it's like having jeff buckley in your living room!"
i am very serious about that comment. this guy is a wordsmith and a genius when it comes to musical phrasing (guitar, voice...)
note to self: more live music. this is the kind of shit that makes you want to pick up the guitar again.
do something extraordinary today -- even if that simply means beginning something extraordinary.