my eyelids are heavy. I had a paranoid, worried, frantic sleep last night. I kept having weird dreams that felt like they took all night and I would awake to see I'd only been sleeping half an hour or two hours. Succession of worry, in my head, about work (for no reason really other than some tension), and my friend, and the music in my living room. I love that cd so much, I love it.
I read on wikipedia a description of a song I like, where the writer says " ghost of electricity howling from the bones of Dylan's face..." which I find a great depiction of Dylan in this song. I told someone on the phone about this and he went on raving bitterly that a critic can't describe Dylan that they are putting too much fantasy on him and that is unfair... Isn't that what I'm not there was, what we both loved? One big fantasy, psychedelic dream, parts surreal warp...
so many people are so very negative. I'm so over these people.
Behind the Veil of Leaves
- Phreedom
- I'm an artist, I'm just unknown by the rest of the planet. But one day, the world will recognise my initial, and smile. I only want to make peoples faces light up.
1 comment:
"ghosts of electricity howls in the bones of her face"
that's a famous lyric from dylan's "vision of johanna"
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