Good Morning Friends,
Some people walk in their sleep, some people talk, I apparently write songs. I’m lucky, for songwriting is one endeavor that is acceptable to pursue while not awake, as opposed to race car driving, or bomb disposal etc. The last thing I often remember before falling asleep is “I need to write this down.’” This happens to me a lot, and I usually don’t write anything; I just drift off to the waiting arms of the sandman.
Last night I went to bed early after a very long day, wandering off to sleepyille quite easily - the last thing i remember was...”I need to write this down.” I woke up after six or so restful hours feeling quite chipper and ready to make the organic steel cut oatmeal with apple, raisins, and cinnamon in. The was one thing different. My little red book-0-thoughts along with my favorite Pilot 07 pen were beside me. I had been doing some work during the night. There were three songs written down that had not been there before, three, pretty good, songs.
Before you become alarmed and notify my doctor of my nocturnal activities. i was still awake when I wrote these new songs down, as the fog of sleep lifts I remember, but barely. I was in that place I go right before I drift off to sleep, I know this place well, I go there often. You could say I live there and the reality I am experiencing now is only a visit. This is the place where I discovered what Jazz is, what Music is, What I really am - this is the place where I live the stories people think I’m only making up, this is where I go to catch a ride to the AndyVerse, to Groovy Land. Grand Central Imagination. I’ll explain more tomorrow.
Unfortunately, there is only room for one - you have to find your own ride. Once you find it though, it’s well worth the ticket price. I’ll explain more tomorrow. I can report back about my journeys, but I can’t take you with me. I can report back, but I’m not going to reveal what I wrote last night - you will have to wait like everyone else. It will be worth it, I promise.
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/\\