Looking Into You, a tribute album to the music of Jackson Browne was released this week. I read a review that was somewhat down on it because many of the efforts sounded too much like the original versions. That's just fine with me. I grew up with all those songs. They were at the very top of my listening choices from 1972 through the mid-1990's. For me, there's emotions and life stories mixed in. I personally don't want to hear a Reggae cover of "Rock Me On the Water." Nor do I care to give a listen to a Punk Rock version of "Running On Empty." Close and true to the original is exactly what I would hope for in this case. Feel free to experiment in the progressive mode and take liberties with the music of some of my other favorites but not this. This is too close to my core.
These annual Public Library book sales are a madhouse!! People will bogart their way into the smallest spaces between two other people and then slowly and methodically nudge you over inch by inch until you suddenly realize that you are five feet away from the space that you had previously occupied moments earlier. It dawned on me today that maybe the best strategy to insure that others respect your personal space would be not to shower or bathe for three or four days beforehand.
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