There's such a happy irony about some of the Beatles' songs.. a critic might vigorously disagree but who gives a shit.. this is my space :) And they're exactly the sort of strains that seem perfect for the day. There's so many bands that i absolutely adore but most days i can't bear to listen to a lot of them..lol.. And i seem to be an outsider to the exercise as well actually.. i would be as surprised as the next person some days at how my play list has been pieced together. It's really great.
And usually the surprise appearance of a Tabla or Flute in the ensemble feels like this reward for being so open to new experiences :) Like right now.
It's beautiful weather out and it feels like the sort of day that has enough light.. and not the sort of offensive light on a regular summer day...it's greyer and cooler... for you to see a lot of the world and be delighted by the most mundane sightings like a squirrel sitting unselfconsciously bang in the centre of the lawn contemplating what would be a wise next move :) or a mom talking engagingly to her unduly curious little daughter as if she were an adult perfectly capable of making sense of the world.
I do have to go buy a guitar string.. :)
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