I wrote twelve new songs and it does
not look like I am finished. A lot of inspirational things happened. Bad things,
like a disease that won’t go away and a world that now seems to be dominated by
people shouting hateful things at the top of their voice. But also good things
like the discovery of some great music and an old crappy guitar saved from the
trash, that reminds me of Willy Nelson’s Trigger (complete with holes and everything). I used that to write some of
the songs. To give you a sneak preview, here’s part of a new song:
Are hate mail and death threats all
you can come up with
When the sword of justice fails to
make a clean cut
Don’t you understand that sword is
all we’ve got
It’s all that keeps us from the big
black nothing
Can you tell, Can you tell,
Can you tell a black crow from a
white dove at a crossing
All we know for sure is next to
nothing
If I can get it organized I’d like
to record a new album in the summer with a band. I only have to find musicians,
a place to record and a way to release this album. And all I have to spend is
next to nothing J