American Music (The Saints)
From where spirit comes,
all else comes as well.
Wouldn't want that...
Although, I'd call that an understandable mistake in drought times such as these.
Just be sure to scream soulfully, or else no one will come to your aid. And even then...
Switches in the bush. Candied Yams. Auntie's morning sweeping. Etc.
It all makes for such novel art, don't you agree?
To the informed eye, though, all of this performance looks like the same thing:
An old, incontinent man...
A screaming newborn...
Charlie Parker and His Horn...
Spirit is a dark, deep well-- look too close and you'll fall in.
All just trying to find