How I wish to roam, but then, I don’t. Take for example I wouldn’t like to go trekking the world over like some of my friends have.  However I’d like to take a walk and not know where I’m going. The classic film way with my telecaster cased up and a duffle bag full of stuff belongings.

I highly doubt I could pull that off though.

Also I know that trip will just lead me to Brighton for a handful days hopefully to play some music with Joe and various other friends. I wish I had even the train fair to do so, such a wonderful writer and musician one of the finest I’ve had the pleasure of playing and ‘recording’ with. I use that term loosely due to only having a very rushed hour during a BIMM exam. I’ve not at all forgotten about wonderful performers I met during my time by the sea, far too many to mention but some truly inspiring voices and pieces of music passed into my ears there. That said… I’ve also heard some truly awful pieces too but I’m not using this time to rip upon them.

A friend and I were talking about Jeff Buckley recently and discussing specifically the album ‘Grace’ and even more specifically the song Dream Brother. I was taking the corner of the music and how the main riff with his waling vocal leading in the grungy picked bit is simply mind blowing, he was only interested in the meaning behind the song, (the story of Jeff’s best friend leaving a girlfriend and the child he was carrying) but more importantly the final lyric of the song being “asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over” I thought it was wonderful how one song in millions  and music in general can inspire such conversation and even argument and how so much each person can take from music.