Musical Memories

It's obvious that music plays a large part in my life, but mostly as background.

I'm remembering, right now, an album I listened to endlessly, often drugged but always with feeling. It was Jefferson Starship, an album about how all the cool people would travel to the stars. I don't know if Grace Slick and Paul Kantner knew about Hitchiker, or if it was even out yet.

The line I recall most often has to do with tears. As is said, if you ask a Western man, he'll tell you about salt, carbon, and water, but if you ask an Eastern one he'll talk about pain and sorrow, and the love of a man and a woman.

Different tools, that's all. Each misses the other.