Rattling Chain

Blues heart,

A rattling chain,

Dragged to the

Desolate dirt

Beneath…

One from the ICON series: Electric Lady

His foxy lady groove,

An intuitive rumble

To the steel gods

In skies kissed by

Passion.

 

Cloud of pearls,

Overlooking

Peace protests.

 

Crowned in difference,

His soul’s walk,

The funky reunion

Of his soul’s backlogs…

One from the ICON series: Kurt

The boy’s thin frame,

Cloaked in heavy sweaters.

 

A mind on its synapses,

Drowned in social

Stupor.

 

Egg crate of feelings,

A sensitive form

He takes.

 

Moments in needle binges,

The exploding romance,

A chance to quit.

 

His songs,

The rushes of veins opened,

Drained in

Sparks tied to dead-end

Emotions.

Sound Tent!

I’ve been singing for awhile and playing violin even longer.  It was great to finally set up a sound tent with my boyfriend, who is a guitarist.  He met a guy whose brother owns the largest independent record label in Nashville.  We’re going to send a 3-song demo to the label.  It wasn’t actually too difficult to build the sound tent for recording.  The only challenge was inserting grommets into three black moving blankets.  We bought some PVC piping from Lowe’s and shower curtain handles for cheap.  The setup took about an hour and a half.  I’m hoping to take my music to the next level!

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