THE BLUE TOMATO JAZZ ALBUM

I want to start this blog

with my desktop photo

it looks so much better than

 the current overgrown,

 under watered August garden.

This morning, I edited more of

Confessions of a Blue Tomato

I’m in1968-- those Betty Crocker days

structuring it in segments, for now,

with headings such as -- 

“The Summer of our Discontent”

“The Last Marriage Counselor

or

How I Know I’m Not Crazy”

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Last night I folded three more

sets of xeroxed pages for the

poem book Late Bloomer

then took a

nice warm bath

where I get all my great ideas

like making that long wished for

Jazz Album with original songs.

That’s what I’ve wanted to do all along

This is the new keyboard.

It’s a Yamaha Arranger Workstation.

I worked for three hours today

 off and on,

practicing just one song

recording it six times

and deleting all of them.

That’s why I’ve been putting

off this music project.

I KNOW the kind of energy 

and dedication it takes.

I counted up last night

and I’ve composed 65 songs.

The last songs I composed

were for YouTube videos

Crayola Blues and Yes I Will.

They were such

 beautiful surprises!

A kind of dreamy magic

to have songs

 come to me like that.

My garden is like that, too,

always a beautiful surprise.

 I beat the blue jays to get these figs.

What did I learn today?

Most every thing I do,

 I have to wait

for the spirit

 to come through me

or move me

or

give me courage,

like that day, back in 1979, when

I’d been teaching myself chords

and practiced a lot of songs

and asked if I could play at Sparky’s

and they said, "Yes".

That was a dream come true.

Wish me luck, 

 . . . stay tuned