February 15ths
2/15/2018 Dream: I was in two cities at once: An American city and a city that I was thinking was somewhere in Egypt, divided by a muddy river. I sat on a veranda on the river and looked across to a dense wall of mud-built structures, and there was one man in a white robe leaning out a window looking at me. Gradually, the sun began to set across the river when I was still in bright sunlight. It was if there were two worlds side-by-side, one spinning at a different rate. [An AI-generated song based on the dream]: 2/15/2017 On politics, culture, and music: There has to be a genuine mid-point if all the players are from different genres, or it doesn’t work. Agreeing to disagree might result in some music being made, but it won’t hold together. Whatever did will endure, like Pink Floyd with Waters, at least in the recordings that resulted in that brief alliance. After the disagreement and estrangement, the music never rose ...
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