Wednesday, June 12, 2024

American woman

 

I had a dream about you last night, Grace.  You were performing in a small venue.  It wasn't dark, there was enough light just for you.  Nobody was in the club: you were alone.  But that didn't matter, and gave your performance everything you had.  The guitar was irrelevant.  But the amp was one of those 100 watt Fender Twin Reverbs.  Yes, the big heavy one.  It means you just scored a big win, Boss Lady.

Remember what I told you: turn anger and revenge into music, record it, then replace those emotions with love, patience and forgiveness.