TVD’s The Idelic Hour with Jon Sidel

Greetings from Laurel Canyon!

Winters going / And the leaves turn green / I remember times / That we have seen

I cannot rid myself / Of old memories / Winter’s going / And the leaves turn green

Young woman crying / In the soft spring light / Pain in her body / Makes her weep for the night

Flowers around her / Can’t bring her delight / Young woman crying / In the soft spring light

Summer will come / And where will i hide? / Summer will come / And where will i hide?

I went to a club to see a band last night. Watched a young band and afterwards hung out with new friends. They were smoking cigarettes and I was telling stories about bar days and partying with rockstar friends.

Is this where we are? In some ways covid and the internet have leveled the playing field. All or none of us are rockstars, and a rockstar is all I ever wanted to be. Well, maybe a pro basketball player in the early ’90s Haha!

I’m in a good place today—in touch with many old and new friends and still turned on by new music. Thank fucking G! Came home and stayed up late playing all the new records I’ve collected in the past week.