I self identify as Bohemian, only my closest friends and relatives know this and not even all of them. I'm sometimes angry but more often disgusted or outraged. Do I hear your grandmother's accordion? I hope that's what I hear, I'd like nothing more than for that to be in an already good bit of creative endeavor.
Dude! Yes, that her accordion!! I wrote the track on it. All the rest came later. The song is loosely about my wife. Someone recently, affectionately described her as an “angry bohemian.” Good ears, cgod.
Hi tng, this is great. I have to listen again to get the words or please post the words and I will read along. It's so great that you keep playing hockey, no matter what else happens. I don't know about steve but I would definitely benefit from some creative time and creative collaborations. Editing and publishing someone else's book is not the same as writing my own. I'm across the Lake from Michigan, sitting in a gazebo surrounded by 8 foot high rhubarb. Tomorrow, we will be driving across the CAN-USA border at Sarnia and heading north. There's no time to stop in Ann Arbor on our way up, maybe on the way down. There's much more to say and do. I will send messages via the psychic paging system for now.