Monday, August 4, 2014

They Killing Me Grave Yard Dead

I always expected to be killed by a horse. It seemed like such an honorable way to die.

Now I fear that I will not live long enough to be killed by a horse.

These two kids are gradually wearing me out. I am going to die from staying up past my bedtime playing music and watching them perform one time too many. But they deserve the attention.

Kaleb works hard with his guitar--much harder than I ever have. He earns every note that he strikes.

A few months ago Ashley had one of the best teenage voices I have ever heard. Now she has one of the best grown women voices that I have ever heard. Were I to make a list it would be:

1. Sarah Carter
2. Emmylou Harris
3. Brittany Howard
4. Linda Ronstadt
5. Ashley.

Of course, they do not hold a gun to my head and tell me to drive--I am a willing accomplice. Tonight I cancelled regular music with my little riders to get some rest. But a little while ago I remembered a good place to go play music on Monday nights.

I expect that I am going to end up making some coffee and looking for my capo tonight.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

"Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife! Throughout the sensual world proclaim, One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth an age without a name." -Thomas Osbert Mordaunt
As true today as when it was written during the seven years war. Our passions sometimes get the best of us, and that can be ok..up to a point.
My problem with music has always been that I can hear it and feel it..cannot make it..frustrating.

I play a mean Ipod solo though. -Lloyd