Friday, March 26, 2010

25 years later

so this week marked the 25th anniversary of zoot's death. i walked by the wildest shore of the lake, down by the bluffs, in the grey drizzle and wind. it seemed fitting. zoot was sort of like those wild waves crashing onto the sand, rolling strong and breaking spectacularly; and the calm too, of the huge swells and flowing waters.

hard to believe so many years have passed.

and in the meantime, life goes on. we're all getting so used to the loss of elegance and propriety, and just plain goodness. 'tis a pity; but i'm glad i knew someone who came out of a different era, and who was a gentle person. a gentleman.

got all the venues lined up. it happened fairly quickly, after all. now i just have to find people who will come out to the show. that's the next job. pr. advertising. schmoozing. begging. marketing. hoping.

and i certainly trust in the power of love to be there for me, and guide things along even when i don't know how to make it happen. so go, love, go. get on out there and start to make your presence known and subtly influence the success of my creation.


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