gold

still running on sabbath fumes
reminded why we proclaim,
"thanks be to God"

i have a myriad of reasons to love my Papa
today's particular one is Ron Sexsmith

:memories:
driving out to midnight press checks to the sound of Blue Boy
standing against a brick wall at an empty live show
Papa singing 'Beautiful View' through the phone

If I had all this time on my hands
Well I would love to share it with you
And though our days have made other plans
There is nothing I'd rather do
Than sit and talk with you
My beautiful view

(okay... i know... but it works)

gold in them hills
(forgive visual content)