Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Willin

When music floats in over the mind/transom, who am I to question it?  Lowell George.



Still times persist.  But words are pulling themselves together and taking unruly shape.  Always, the next indicated thing. xo

8 comments:

Claire Beynon said...

Still times persist.

Still, times persist.

Still time, persist.

_/\_ & love to you from New Mexico xo

Rubye Jack said...

Nice! very nice.

Marylinn Kelly said...

Claire - Yes, all of the above. I have so little idea, at the moment, what to make of the blank slate left by the back situation and its resultant, motionless state. Love to you in New Mexico.

Marylinn Kelly said...

Rubye - The band, Little Feat, when Lowell George was with them...some good music, you bet. I was happy to find a live performance. Enjoy. xo

T. Clear said...

It's late and I'm manuscript-weary, half a yawn from the bed and yet when I played this song, I stretched back on the couch, sighed long and deeply, and smiled. Nothing can do this quite like music, the *right* music.

xo from Seattle!

Kerry O'Gorman said...

reading my music mind again! Lowell was another great cut short by time...yes, still time persisits!

Marylinn Kelly said...

T. - So true, the "right" music has uncalculated powers. As one who does not speak music, I am always awed by the way the parts come together perfectly. xo from LA

Marylinn Kelly said...

Kerry - Listening to Lowell - our inner jukeboxes in sync - and also thinking of Gram Parsons and Townes Van Zandt, I wonder at my reluctance to move into more modern times. But there is so much from back there...we seem destined to carry it along with us forever. xo