Thursday, February 22, 2024

The accompanist, again

 
Natty, where are you?  Please talk to me.  I love you.  You have found that you don't like society as much as before since you found fame.  You have what others want and if you gave it up, you would lose your sustenance and people will hate you more.  We must be grateful with what Allah gives us.

Mary doesn't need an accompanist.  If it ain't broke, don't fix it.  If Mick Karn were alive, that would be a tempting option.  How ironic that Angie Bowie talked about a dead man, while staring at him in the face.