Greetings from Laurel Canyon!
And I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel / You were famous, your heart was a legend / You told me again, you preferred handsome men / But for me you would make an exception / And clenching your fist for the ones like us / Who are oppressed by the figures of beauty / You fixed yourself, “You said well never mind / We are ugly but we have the music
I just returned from ten days on the East Coast, half of which I spent roaming the streets of “New York town,” the Apple, as my old man used to call it. The weather was immaculate, and for the most part, these songs were playing in my head.
The words of Bobby Dylan, LC, and Lou Reed. The buzzin of Johnny Ramones’s guitar, my Idelic soundtrack for a New Your City stroll.
Have a ball.
Idelic Single of the Week: Protomartyr – Sounds We Cannot Hear
