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.
"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
ReplyDeleteAs 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