November 6, 2023

HS40 - W.I.P. We Got The Sky To Talk About

I’m rambling through the city today, singing along with Townes Van Zandt, who never lets me down.

Listening to Townes always reminds me of friends far and near, of fireside revelries after long motorcycle rides, and of stars blinking across the big desert moonscapes.

As a songwriter, he’s as revealing as he is unraveling, one of the finest gold-and-rust-plated storysmiths, and a great distiller of emotions both kind and cruel.

Suffice to say, he’s in heavy rotation. I’m transported by his work, and ever curious about the legend. One of my dearest friends has spent so much time with Townes that I sometimes feel like I’m getting the stories firsthand.

A couple of weeks ago I was sitting at home wrestling an acoustic guitar and decided to give one of his many amazing songs a twirl.

Go have yourself a nice walk in this newly crisp pre-winter air—we’ll be losing light soon enough, but there’s still music and songs like this one to keep us warm.

Yours,

JR