drmstream[writing]

Take your heart and wing it over the hill, baby.  Lis­ten to the rat­tle and the glim­mer.  It’s the bounc­ing noise that comes waft­ing in on the spring air, that opens up all the warm spots in your hands, that sinks low in your mir­ror­ing won­ders, that slows down and makes all the sense that […]

Do not play what’s there; play what’s not there. Miles Davis