You died in an airplane crash last night while I was in deep sleep. I was sad but not ruined. A flight attendant in her earthly blues gave me a small green soft plastic nightlight with your name on it. I picture it still glowing about a foot off the hardwood floor of my bedroom. And this is how I remember you.
I’m Serious.
I used to have a problem. I always thought to get a great sounding recording, I had to be in a ‘real’ studio. It’s because