My long twenties are over
buckle in this'll probably be the most self-indulgent thing I ever write here but it’s time to put it to rest
Good morning, welcome back to Subscriber Fridays at Rhythm Changes, and thank you for your support.
Please accept today's personal story as a jazzfest interlude, or feel free to let it slip by as you continue enjoying all the music on offer. I'm having a blast and look forward to covering more moments from the festival itself once it's wrapped. All the best, and it's lovely to be with you out there.
"Life [...] begins, in earnest, at the moment of trembling recognition. When something stirs beneath reason. When you want something – or someone – without being able to explain why, and you choose to move toward it. That is the erotic decision. The moment that cracks open the script you have been given and offers you, terrifyingly, an alternative. Not necessarily better, certainly not safer…. but alive."
- Tamara / Museguided
"As soon as you start talking about what happens, it's like, it never... you can never get to what it really is, and then it sort of... I'm almost afraid to talk about it, because it sort of... then you actually start thinking about it. You know what I mean? I like to... there's this place in music, if you can stay in this sort of naïve state, to me that's the best feeling, where you're never sure what's coming next and you're just, every moment, you're finding it."
- Bill Frisell
