Showing posts with label acoustic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label acoustic. Show all posts

Friday, May 23, 2025

about messing around on the guitar

Sometimes when I fuck around on guitar, I'll find something decent and play it repeatedly. In that rhythm, maybe I can nail it. But if I turn on the phone to record, No. I tell myself I can play it clean without screwing up, but the memory and hands can't believe each other.
 

Friday, October 20, 2017

(posts) Bon Iver's "29 #Strafford APTS"





Note: Every once in a while I hear a song that is so good I hate the person that wrote it.

Saturday, October 08, 2016

about Bob Dylan's "Chronicles, Volume One"


Chronicles, Volume One is a Bob Dylan memoir. Dylan's reflections pass quickly through these 300-plus pages. His prose is loose; he ends his sentences with a comma so that he can tag on an afterthought or rephrasing.

Not a traditional memoir, Chronicles, Volume One offers only bites from the living legend's five-course career. The original idea was to release three volumes. This first one was published in 2004, and there is no sign that the other two are imminent.

Of the bites chronicled here, the best moments come when Dylan documents the people he has known, the songs that shaped him, and the frames of mind he has that have endured. The man is multiplicitous. The people he describes are scene makers rather than scene stealers or celebrities. There is no gossip here. His favorite songs have all aged well. And his states of mind are, as expected, always at odds with the world.



Notes:
Chronicles, Volume One is worth reading if you are a Dylan fan.