*On the occasion of this death day.
And for those of you who were there, you will be happy to know that it's sunny today.
Which is nice.
(And which I write, while briefly, and consciously, though guiltily, ignoring the state of the world, and focusing solely on Debbie and I, our marriage, the gorgeous monsters that are our children, all of you beautiful people we count as friends and family, and the many wonderful things we've been lucky enough to do during this time, and God-willing, still plan to.)
You can so pre-order East Pittsburgh Downlow here, so why not do so now?
I am happy to let you know that there is new episode of This Podcast Will Change Your Life and it stars the Liz Scott.
I am happy to let you know that This Book Will Change Your Life is Black Card. I also think you so want to check it out.
It really is and you can really find out more about Relief by Execution by old friend Gint Aras here.
Also, one of Jon's poems from And There Is Many a Good Thing.
for A. J.
I cannot sing but I can listen—
the voice of notes reaching and stretching,
testing the muscles of what sound can be,
should be if we were only ear, only hearing
clear and transcending the clamor of city streets’
rough malodorous push and shove, the traffic
of life’s be there-should have been-yesterday-
tomorrow morning,… but if the night
were the warmest cave, the primal blanket
to layer and comfort our tired feet, to feed
a flame of shadow and light together,
then pure, yes, pure tone would be the echo
and resonance, the neverending claim to live
in the lasting growl and coo of her voice
as “My Funny Valentine” fades and never disappears,
as the final note possesses Sarah Vaughan, possesses us,
documents the sound we should define as pain,
as regret, as love and loss, as human.