Pancho and Lefty

hey there... watching the townes van zandt movie... brings up a few questions about artisits...

that same old idea about the artist and the addiction... just don't seem to see how folks can write all hammered up on stuff... those two worlds are mutually exclusive for me... altered states make for altered art. I guess... don't think the philosophy thing really makes too much for good blogging... the blog the blog the blog... my blog should star Steve McQueen.

It would be better...

bye for now

Morning

hello,

it's the fourth of july... i'm not totally sure how i feel about the whole celebration thing... i've been feeling fairly low about the u.s. foreign policy and quite frankly for the first time i'm feeling pretty unsure about the future... i read about the north korean reaction to our preemptive missle strike and their threat of a nuclear war... not a cause for a celebration.

lately i have started to realize my own sentimentality that i've been carrying around for years... and years...

fourth of july was spent in the schaeffer's backyard eating hotdogs. it still seems fuzzy and defined at the same time, i still remember the green in the grass being darker than what i was used to but i can't remember whether they had a pool or not; but for sure, if they had a pool it was above ground. after the picnic of sorts we would be going over to bel air high school and watching the fireworks go off... pretty great stuff... if you ask me... that seems so far away now... a distant planet that can only be seen by the negative space it creates or by some cryptic math problem that guarantees its exsistence.

creepy...

I miss being okay...

see you

televisions

hello

this is my second attempt to work the blog field. i have not figured out the truth behind the hype of blogging but will make the best of it as i can.

lately songs have been coming quickly to me and i'm writing more and beginning the recording process... click ffwd... play/record... check one check one.

the new guitar: grestch duo jet... great and new pick up to be purchased and dropped in the bridge position.

new lyrics wrote for Seth and Nancy

and of all the seasons that i've seen
like early autumn sun sinking through the trees
i can trace your foot steps through the frost
with a map of your heart i ain't ever lost

even if the stars in the sky
won't form a line
i can close my eyes
and get back home

like a candle on the table waiting to burn
and straight away roads end in a curve
late at night i listen to you breathe
so in love i can barely sleep

even if the stars in the sky
they won't form no lines
i'll close my eyes
and get back home

will anyone read this blog if i never advertise it?

let's see.

Andrew

http://www.junestar.com
http://www.andrewgrimm.com