I discovered Pepper tonight. No, not my partner but the band. I listened to several songs and was very impressed with the sound. The first song I listened to No Control. It reminded me a lot of Red Hot Chili Peppers. I moved on and found my way to the album Kona Town. It took me back to an old friend, a friend I haven’t seen nor talked to in years. I am a terrible friend in many ways. I know this about myself. I have a few that are everything to me, even so I’m not the best at maintaining friends. It’s something about myself I wish I understood and could fix, but when times are rough, I’m worse and pull away more.
Anyway, back to my friend. I miss her. We used to smoke pot and listen to music. Talk about the universe and what we couldn’t possibly know. My life is nothing like I imagined. I hope hers is better than expected. I really do.
I had a week stint in Chicago once for a hotel install. I loved that city, I could hear music all through the streets. It was an amazing feeling on that warm windy day. The drive into the city was a sight with all the lights. One night we went to The House of Blues and as soon as I walked into the main room I lost my breath. I immediately recognized the song World is Africa by Black Uhuru. The memories were overwhelming and I was stung with tears that night. Betsy.
Yeah, back to Kona Town. Betsy.