I don’t remember how old I was, but I was very young, seeing a clip of the ‘68 Comeback Special on TV and thinking, “this is the coolest guy I’ve ever seen. That is what I want to be.”
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Feels only fitting to be here after listening to Peter Guralnick’s Last Train to Memphis off and on during this road trip. I even bought a jacket at Lansky’s - a replica of the one Elvis wore at his wedding. Believe me, I will wear it every chance I get.
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The South is a friendly place. People are much nicer than anywhere else I’ve ever been. But it can be a lonely place too. I don’t know if I love it because of that, or I am the way I am because it is the way it is. Chicken or the egg.
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After Andalusia, we made our way on two lane American blacktop across Georgia, through little towns with cafes and white wooden churches, and the occasional town square with the antebellum courthouse in the middle.
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Life can be really heavy sometimes, and back home in the midwest and the South, the air is so heavy, it’s like the weight of the past and present both is on my shoulders and I can’t think about adding the future just yet.
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My connection to these people through their art only grows and for whatever reason, whenever place connects us, time gets a little thinner. It doesn’t make any sense to the practical side of me, but the emotional part of me cherishes these moments.
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The reality is our culture preaches individualism while at the same time it does everything it can to crush it.
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This morning when I got in the car, the first thing Apple Radio played was “Lisztomania” by Phoenix. My initial thought was how my tastes had changed in the time since that record was released, because now I’m a huge fan of Franz Liszt. And, in the wake of Brian Wilson’s death, coupled with it being quite some time since I last wrote a blog post, I thought exploring how our tastes change would be a good topic for a post.
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I certainly don’t have all the answers, but I am endlessly thinking of how to be a better writer and a better man. Nobody gets anywhere in anything by thinking you have it all figured out.
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She said it, not me.
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In 2024, I learned to believe in myself.
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I know I’m old. I’m a young Gen X’er. I find myself, more and more, saying, “Man, things used to be so much better than they are now.” Some of that is just middle-age rearing its ugly head, but some of that is true. One place where I wholeheartedly believe it is true is when you compare mixtapes to playlists.
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I will say at the outset, I don’t think these things say much about you.
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In the immortal words of Cliff Burton, "Kill 'em all." Kidding, seriously... but bad jokes aside, I have no love for any politician. I'm interested in art and other things that unite us.
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On one hand, where do I begin? But on the other, I don’t want to give too much away about recording.
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Writers are born, not made. I don’t mean to say that a writer is not a slave to their craft, they are. What I am saying is that no one would ever choose to be a slave to this craft if they weren’t born to do so. See, when people say things to a musician or writer or whomever, “well you have a God-given talent”, it really is a “God-given ability and a God-given desire to work”.
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I think seeing things for what they truly are and where you fit, or don’t fit, into them is really a pre-requisite of personal growth and great art.
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We have lost the ability to distinguish between consuming something and experiencing something.
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