And you don’t have to tell me I’m only making things worse listening to my music instead, because even on this beautiful new day (hey, hey), more than twenty years on, the final cut on ELO’s Greatest Hits can still leave me feeling I’m missing out, and it really doesn’t matter if it’s actually 2011 or 1980, website or essay, MP3 or vinyl.
Photo collage based on “Fist” by Daniel Haynes.
The sun is shining in the sky, there ain’t a cloud in sight, and here’s me, stuck again inside on the first nice day of Spring because of a stupid project I’ve put for too long…
ReplyDeletePosted to Write2Day—Music and the Written Word.
ReplyDeleteThe power of music - any kind of music - in our lives should not be underestimated And I'm still in bed at 10 am, writing about music!
ReplyDeleteIn reading your poetic prose I can feel the beat of the music. So glad you joined this to Write2Day, Roy.
ReplyDeleteI could feel Mr Blue Sky calling from the past... indeed and streaming it works too.
ReplyDeleteBlue skies.......blue skies......not a cloud in sight --- procrastinating, singin', your words just sing out of the prose.
ReplyDeleteGlad to see you at dVerse today!
SMiLes.. a philosophy
ReplyDeleteclass in '78.. a BlUe
sKy trip to the
beach and
a DancE
oF Bar..
oh.. TrUly
ELO was/iS
correct.. God
iS BlUe.. oN
A SuNliT
DancE..
aLL day
aNd niGht
matters not
what year
as LonG
as BLuE
SkY iNside
shines BriGht
iN God SonG anD
DancE YelloW oR
reVoluTioN
oranGe..:)