dawn

A true perk of the cellphone is being able to grab a song at any given time.

You’re out in the world, doing whatever it is you do, something travels across the air and grabs your ear.

“What is that?”

Minor key, haunting riff, subtle voice dancing in the scale.

I like that. I like how that sounds, some unsaid spookiness to it.

You know me, I love that minor key, particularly B minor, or B flat minor, drop D if you please, just give it to me sad.

It’s alright if the sun comes out, it’s ok if the mood changes from blue to grey, but drag my ear in with the somber…

We live in the future,

I can take out this nuisance of technology and I can press a button on the screen.

“Beep beep”

I got you now mother fucker.

You belong to me.

You’re in my library and everything you put into making that song is just a snack for my ear,,

Feel ya though.

Glad we met.

Glad we crossed paths and I was in the right place at the right time,

Now we’re together.

For the rest of my life, you walk with me, you’re another song of mine.

Music is such a personal thing,lots of colors for lots of moods,regional, subjective, beautiful.

Admired by all or admired by one,

It’s still as good.

I don’t know what it is or where it came from, but I would not have made it without it.

Cool shit.

ANd the cellphone pings the artist, captures and allows instant access.

Spoiled ears, likely generating a generation of spoiled ears, we only like what WE like, and everything else gets cast out because it’s not Exactly what we like,,

But I dunno…

We’re alive and individual and free to like whatever we want. Professional or amateur .

The cellphone is cool for that, locating song and lyric.

I do like that part.