God Bless the Child who’s got his own. Mm. I think I might have made Lady Day proud with the recording we laid down last night of her signature song. It was like a dream. One take; nailed it. After the radio silence, the saxophone player from Boston looked at me through the studio glass […]
One reason I enjoy psychiatry so much is because my poetic sensibility makes me a natural at the Freud game. I have no problem finding associations to fit Freudian slips. Latest case being the attempt at this recipe. I “accidentally” made it into a double-triple batch because I “misread the instructions.” While spending the extra […]