I hated the launch presentation of Apple Music with the power of a thousand super-novas. It was the worst presentation I’ve ever seen. Ever.
But between Apple Shortcuts, the ability to (at least more) easily add my own MP3s, and HomePod playback…
Here’s some music for your weekend.
The Bibles were all closed and people danced in rows.
My friend and Bourbon-master Todd hooked me up with a nice secondary market buy. Some good Bourbon, some good Rye, and a few toss-ins for good measure.
When we were dancing that first time.
Surrounded by old photographs, and new ones. Mules, a porch, and three fledglings, in a reclaimed frame. There were colored lights, uncrossed arms, and exceptional uncertainty. Not fleeting or temporary.
Undebatable. Like an address, or a name.
Or the way an E tripped into an M. In 1965, and again in 1969.
Dancing, yes, but not on some dance floor- we postponed that business. In favor of umbrellas. Just in case. Gotta keep one eye on the horizon. Or something like that.
Only lately did it occur to me that there is more than one horizon. Seems important.
Let’s just build a fire,
You can drink your warm red wine.
There are some places I’ve never been.