Greetings from Laurel Canyon!
I fell deep, through the holes of your eyes / and what I found resembles dark signs / The kind of hell I’m in ain’t enough to keep me down / the kind of hell I’m in just ain’t enough / just ain’t enough to keep me down
Still I cry and I cry and I cry / cause there is no turning back / I said I cry and I cry and I cry / cause there is no turning back
We’re deep into the wintery canyon this year. Last weekend we had more rain that anyone has seen in decades. Before TVD could even post last week’s Idelic Hour, our house went black. Nada power. Hey, it’s not like anyone was gonna call me and to say “Fuck man, I love that song…” Still, it would have been nice to have phone reception—ie: review texts! No hot water or heat for a cold rainy weekend day? Aagghh!
Nope, it was just hard, cold rain. It ended (or just I say came back on) and we carried on through President’s Day. Speaking of—who is celebrating the fucking president this year?
As the clouds in my brain started to finally clear, a friend appeared. Likely a cousin of the lost boy in that wonderful French children’s book— a space child falling from the sky. Lord knows who or what is up there. Now we can even see, 40 light years away, a star and 7 new planets much like our own.
Do you think they have rock ‘n’ roll there? Le Petit Prince…what a dreamy hero for 2017.
What does a king, a conceited man, a drunkard, a geographer, and fox have in common? Enjoy the ride.
The Idelic Hit of the Week: Joe Cardamone – Out Of Road
