From Dreamer to Dreamer
I itch to write you. I've been moving things around, both literally and metaphysically. I am on leave from Brooklyn and write you from an undisclosed location of unparalleled beauty. Imagine a great wide river, ravines slathered with inpenetrable pines as far as the eye can see, blue skies and hazy purple sunsets that seem to go on forever. It is not heaven, but on some days, it feels like it.
I've decided to do my housekeeping thoroughly. New songs are coming this year, and who knows when they'll be ready or finished, but I can assure you one thing: they are very different. I have decided that I can't waste any more time and must do things as fearlessly as possible and listen to my guts. To strip myself of edifice and get REAL. Grave as it sounds, it has been a lot of fun. I am crossing my list of "I will never" items one by one. It is my "new year's resolution" in addition to getting over an irrational fear of kareoke. I am dreaming crazy vivid dreams about letters and numbers, and it is so quiet where I am staying that the only sounds I can hear on my way to slumber are passing trains. Beautiful!
I made some changes at myspace, because I get antsy every so often and need to re-configure. Out with the old and in with the new! Some of you expressed dissatisfaction with my sudden disposal of certain songs, and so I guess I'm just writing to clear that up. I know that all of the new things are going to sound very different and strange at first, but hopefully you will open yourself to the changes and revel in them as much as I have. And we do have time, since it will be a while until the new sounds are ready for sharing, I think. Change is good. Let's change together. I've posted mostly just rough little bits of things I made with my friend Jim. Me playing little interludes or trying my hand at ukelele. I think mostly I am just putting them out there to give the catalogue some air, and perhaps welcome those curious into what I've been thinking lately. When I play them, I see pictures and colors and landscapes. What do you see when you hear them?
Look out for a few shows here or there. Also, I apologize for being so cryptic. I am hesitant to say things in the "definite" sense right now, but again, we have time for all of that and time will come.
xox.casey
I've decided to do my housekeeping thoroughly. New songs are coming this year, and who knows when they'll be ready or finished, but I can assure you one thing: they are very different. I have decided that I can't waste any more time and must do things as fearlessly as possible and listen to my guts. To strip myself of edifice and get REAL. Grave as it sounds, it has been a lot of fun. I am crossing my list of "I will never" items one by one. It is my "new year's resolution" in addition to getting over an irrational fear of kareoke. I am dreaming crazy vivid dreams about letters and numbers, and it is so quiet where I am staying that the only sounds I can hear on my way to slumber are passing trains. Beautiful!
I made some changes at myspace, because I get antsy every so often and need to re-configure. Out with the old and in with the new! Some of you expressed dissatisfaction with my sudden disposal of certain songs, and so I guess I'm just writing to clear that up. I know that all of the new things are going to sound very different and strange at first, but hopefully you will open yourself to the changes and revel in them as much as I have. And we do have time, since it will be a while until the new sounds are ready for sharing, I think. Change is good. Let's change together. I've posted mostly just rough little bits of things I made with my friend Jim. Me playing little interludes or trying my hand at ukelele. I think mostly I am just putting them out there to give the catalogue some air, and perhaps welcome those curious into what I've been thinking lately. When I play them, I see pictures and colors and landscapes. What do you see when you hear them?
Look out for a few shows here or there. Also, I apologize for being so cryptic. I am hesitant to say things in the "definite" sense right now, but again, we have time for all of that and time will come.
xox.casey
posted by Musings at 2:50 PM
1 Comments:
Today I sang Doctor Monroe along all the day. I can't help!
I love the way you say: you fool. hahahahahaha.
Post something on my blog pleeease.
I want to talk to you.
Say: hi, my fan. hahahaha.
Well, when I hear the songs it's something like if you can make me hear what you feel. They have a taste and they have their own textures, like Alanis say sommetimes.
That's why I love them.
In the moment you are playing What's to come in my Media player. =)
kisses, darling.
;*
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