coltrane only got in 16

i am ill. recording my voice last night, became an impossible task as it was tending to come and go, come and go. frustrating, as i am two songs away from being 100% finished with "i am not in spain." i am still so in love with this record, and so hungry to have it finished. today, i will call the mastering engineer we desire to discuss an appointment. and then perhaps i will lie around doing nothing. it is amazing how quickly our drive leaves with our health. today, i wish to do little more than lie on my couch and read. sleep. but there is so much to be done. like work on the new website. send off more letters. do my laundry. revise lyrics.

tonight my father comes down and we will spend the evening together. i will take my cold medicine to blur my senses, and we will hit the night. dinner and charlie hunter. perhaps this time, i will figure out how charlie plays that fucking thing, which is incomprehensible to me. there was a time where off and on for years i spent about 7 or 8 hours a day practicing guitar, and i figured i'd need about 37 a day to make sense of what he was doing. coltrane only got in sixteen. lazy ass.

but then i also concluded at some point that i had no interest in playing jazz, that only my ego wanted that. so my energy and time spent shifted. life is like that. we change our minds now and then.

Posted by jeff pitcher at December 17, 2003 09:42 AM

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