Quiet morning reflecting on the loss of the elemental Aretha Franklin. And the passage of time. The power of soul. The lifetime of devotion. The gift that proves a God.
The voice of a hundred generations.
New school year.
“Woooh” / you’re never be better than having to sit and play for hours to stay fluid and discover new ideas. And if you’ll indulge me in giving a little advice: you gotta play in time. Instagram is an amazing place to show your ideas and your style, but I get worried that people are learning to play in their own meter, making it harder in the future to play together in a band setting. Just lookin’ out for you.