Greetings from Laurel Canyon!
Mist falls and his voice cracks from the morning / Flowers and my body feels like lead / Someone should have stopped the birds from singing today / Hammers from striking nails into clay / Her face penetrates the blue gray morning / Her eyes pregnant pools produce a tear / Someone should have shouted you had gone in her ear / That summer was stolen away / Such a small love / Such a little tear / You would laugh so loud / If you could see us here…
It’s been a while since I’ve heard the wind blow hard outside my canyon office window. The sound made me curious and I stepped outside for a thought. I guess in this life…a “dude” needs a “thought” to balance shit.
The art of not blowing things out of proportion is clutch. This week held a lesson as to not making mountains out of molehills while being strong enough to “call a spade a spade.” Big things in life can kill ya’, but it’s the “lil things” (and the drama that can go with them) that I’ve learned to be careful with.
I often try to pause—call it “wait and see”—to help me gain perspective on life’s ups and downs. Otherwise I can freak and drive myself into a state of stress. Sometimes a small change is big, so take a sec to check the wind, take a breath, and make sure a fucking tree isn’t about to come down.
This week’s Idelic hour is dedicated to a friend going through some changes. Sending good vibes through these tunes.
More next week… xo
The Idelic Hit of the Week: Allah-Las
200 South La Brea
