Lately, I’ve been having some pretty amazing dreams. (parts in black and white, and some parts in High Definition and colors that seem to be way outside the old color spectrum. Don’t you just love it when that happens.)
Creative juices are not nearly as frequent when I used to puff on that old stinky bong. So when the juices begin to flow it’s more like a waterfall, a paroxysm of emotions that flood my entire being. However, as you know waking dreams melt like snow, I sometimes try to trap the moment in a song, a pastel or write down my thoughts.
Though I’d title the last two dreams after three songs that came to mind (featured below), I’ve been thinking about penning some lyrics for a couple-a-tunes we’ve been considering of late.
