Do not decode these cries of mine, they are the road and not the sign

Sunday, November 26, 2006

Emerald Stardust 2.1

Sail Away (Madrugada)

All I see is my newfound friend
And all the things she grants me
Freedom is not among those things
And freedom is by no means free
Well, this is where it all begins
Begins to stretch and part
If we were to be changing things
I wouldn't know where to start

I just want to sail away
From it all
Freedom is impossible
This I know

I can't find it in no bedroom
Or wherever it is I run and hide
And I never did find it
By anyone's side

Well this is where it all begins
The night pulled tight around me
Now that I have found this big love
I'm sometimes dwarfed in it's company

Yes I become aware of all the air that I displace
I was just the smallest of nations
The next day I go on lightly
And limitless within my limitations

I just want to sail away
From it all
Freedom is impossible
This I
This I know

I can't find it in no bedroom
Or wherever it is I run and hide
No, I never did find it
By anyone's side
By anyone's side

I just want to sail away
From it all
Freedom is impossible
For this I
This I know

I can't find it in no bedroom
Or wherever it is I run and hide
And I never did find it
By anyone's side
Anyone's side

Emerald Stardust 2.0

Just when i least expect it, i get to spend an evening with one of my favorite people. Bittersweet, and an adreneline rush as always. The intoxication of such a high level of chemistry, compatability, and funtionality, mixed with laughter, a perfect sense of humor, and a dark, if infrequent undercurrent or sorrow.

Sigh.

We spoke at one point of generational differences of married couples. Both of us have parents who are still so in love, even at this age. Is our generation just not able to get this? Are we too jaded? Have multiple marriage and high divorce rates raped out concept of real, true commitment, and a life long love? I would hate to think that, but the older i get the more i wonder.

Part of me somehow expects that chemistry to be diminished due to the passage of time, the distance, the infrequence of contact, etc. That part of me is always incorrect. Its always like we never stopped talking, and like anything aside from being in each other's daily life is insanity.

Confusion aside, i wouldnt trade our chats for anything.

Sunday, November 19, 2006

Look how Badass i am

Memories of a Former Fruhead

Back in the day (1993-2001 ish), i was a huge Moxy Fruvous fan. I believe i saw 16 Fruvous shows in that period, in places like Niagara Falls, Buffalo, Syracuse, New York City, and Philadelphia. Sometime in July of 2000, i saw my last 2 fruvous shows, as Fruvous decided to go on hiatus after that. It's now 2006 and the end of the hiatus is nowhere in site.

Near the end of the run, they started to play a great version of the Gordon Lightfoot song "Early Morning Rain" in some of the live shows. It was always a favorite of mine, and i waited for the day that it would be released somehow. Of course with the hiatus right on the horizon, it never happened.

Tonight for some reason i was thinking about this great version of the song and it occured to me: I bet there are live fruvous shows on Archive.org! Sure enough, there are 29 full fruvous shows there for anyone to download. (Find them here) An hour later, i had 6 full fruvous shows in my itunes, including the first fruvous show i ever saw (New Year's Eve 97) and a few shows with Early Morning Rain. As you can imagine im thrilled.

I kind of forgot how special fruvous shows were. You could go two nights in a row, and not only was the set list different enough to warrent the 2nd show, but the banter in between songs was almost as entertaining as the songs. It has been (and im sure will continue to be) a joy to travel down memory lane and remember why this was such a special live band.

These days, the best you get to a Fruvous show is the once a year (or so) concert from Mike Ford. Keep an eye on those here: Mike Ford