Sleet is ticking off my front windows tonight but the weatherman says it will be a non-event. I guess we'll know in a few hours. I know that it was cold this morning because Ol' Bessie (my truck) turned slowly before springing to life.
The sky was clear and when the morning sun rose over the hills, I had to use my hand to shade the blinding light from my eyes with my hand.
We wrote a song tonight with our young friend Josh Clark. I think I mentioned a few posts back that he asked us to help write some material for a play. We got the script and it is dark and full of fear and angst. He knows the playwright well and we took our queues from him as to the tone of the song we wrote. It's unlike anything we have written before. It's darkly poetic with a haunting melody. He seemed pleased so we'll see if the playwright likes it. If so, I guess it's in the play.
I found it interesting working with this young man. He saw things in the play that I had missed. We usually write songs that are like telling a story. One line leads into the next and it leaves nothing to the imagination. But Josh wanted the piece to be more enigmatic.
I think we met that goal.
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