Good Morning Mangoes,
When I was in high school I would listen to an FM radio as I went to sleep. It was back when FM was the home of laid back DJs, cool program directors, and something you rarely hear on regular radio any more - Jazz. Sunday night was Jazz night on my little music machine - 4 hrs of uninterrupted - commercial free real Jazz played by names like Coltrane, Davis, Dizzy. Coleman, the outside stuff...I hated it. I was used to the Beatles - Rock and Roll and even by this time Bluegrass. I did not understand, musically, what these guys were doing - I couldn’t grasp the melody. I could feel the rhythm I knew it was there but it didn’t excite me.
Avant - Guard - Be Bop - Cool - Hot (whatever) Jazz did not excite me. I did not understand it. Until I heard it during the “Almost, almost.”© time of the day. That’s what I’m calling that moment when reality shifts from the concrete to the perceived. The moment right before sleep takes over your body. Like straddling a border, you have one foot in each country. You are almost somewhere and at the same time almost somewhere else.
It all became clear - Coltrane was playing “My Favorite Things” from the Sound of Music. It wasn’t clear until the “Almost, almost."© time. I don’t think even the clever and talented VonTrap family could have even sung along with that, until they were all tucked in and almost ready for sleep. It takes that moment of almost transcendence to hear what is almost there.
So, the next time you are lying in bed and can’t sleep - take a look around your head - take a walk inside your almost mind, you might be surprised at what you can almost find. And PLEASE don’t forget to write down what you see and hear. You might almost create something fantastic there.
I woke up at 4:20 (Mango - Mango) and couldn’t sleep, so I wrote this instead, Now I think it’s almost time to wake up.
just say yes!
meet Andy Ward King, a professional musician and artist until a diagnosis of parkinons dsease at age 49 forced him into an early retirement., he now uses his music, his art along with the whimsical world he has created in this blog as therapy to ( as he puts it ) outsmart his brain and make the daily battles with parkinson’s a little bit easier, to give him that all important reason to get up on the morning, to make his life worth living. Andy has learned how to say NO to gving up \ NO to depression and apathy \ NO to following willingly the road of decline that stretches before him. he learned that to say no to all of these things all one has to do is say yes. Andy has learned to just say YES to life/\\