I am on the road to see if anything is anywhere and waiting just for me.

This one is pretty ponderous for a LRB song. They seem to be able to get it done more efficiently and dreamily later, but here, they seemed aimed directly at CSN's Laurel Canyon backyard jams from several years before, executing it at jam length for sure. My favorite soft rock internet radio station sure does love it, and I hadn't heard this in a while, until today, simply because I've become profoundly tired of hearing year-old, now kind-of-irrelevant-guys PSAs intoned between the Dan and and Lobo.

But I went back to this place that's been the weighted blanket/plate of buttery mashed potatoes for me a solid year: Styx telling me "Babe, I love you," the Dan reminding me I don't have to "do the dirty work no more," and George reiterating that the sun, here it comes. 

All I want is to have my peace of mind

How does Boston, of all people, know how to say what I feel? (And, as always, my Internet radio guru Zenith knows what I need to close my eyes and slip away.)



Last night the great phone chat I had with my gurl and former-but-really-still creative collaborator KVA laid out exactly what whats-his-name is saying.

I should show more respect and name the guy. How he made this song, his music, is what I am jamming on.

Tom Scholz was an engineer at Polaroid during the day and music-tech whiz and one-man band by night, who had fallen in love with rock music while at MIT. He whittled away at creating his own sound down in the basement, and was pretty much in it for the process. "I actually expected total failure."

Not what happened. 

Run your own race, and let the results be the results.