song of the week: stevie ray vaughan, pride and joy
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=keQaz5iYeV4
i think i repeat this question three times a day. in my head it sounds like a clint eastwood kinda mutter. or maybe a kurt russell kinda growl. hell, i can see little stevie ray saying it with a smile.
bum ba-bum ba-bum ba-bar-bum - that's basically how the song goes.
well ya heard about lovin' givin' sight to the blind,
my baby's lovin cause the sun to shine,
she's my sweet little thing,
she's my pride and joy.
she's my sweet little baby,
i'm her little lover boy.
i was thinking today on the train, in an uninspired, neutral sort of way, that you know, it really doesn't matter how i feel. it just doesn't matter, not a little bit. the way i feel means nothing besides how i feel it.
for that little moment i felt one with existence, just a little human being in a bigger space. it's like how you used to press the reset button on your computer. there's that brief pause between the com being shut off and the thing rebooting. that moment of just nothing. beeeummmm ... ... ... whrrrrrrrr. if you closed your eyes at that shortest of moments, it was easy to believe nothing would happen.
well i love my lady she's long and lean,
you mess with her you see a man get mean,
she's my sweet little thing,
she's my pride and etc.
bum ba-bum ba-bum ba-bar-bum.
