I am listening to Various Positions, one of my favorite
albums. “Coming Back To You” is on, and as always I am struck by his lyrics,
his poetry, his honesty. “Even in your
arms I know I’ll never get it right.” I know I am fortunate to have seen
him in concert several times. Those shows were as close to religious
experiences as I am likely to ever have. I am also tremendously fortunate to
have met him. He was so generous and kind, and he signed a CD for me, as well as one for a friend who was too nervous to approach him. That was
a decade ago. How cruel time can be, flying by at such a terrifying and
thoughtless clip.
Sorry, folks. I really don’t
know what to say here. The world just became a much sadder place.
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