You may know that I lost my dear Cayley Anne a few weeks ago in a tragic situation. She used to hang out below the piano, running around growling as I played. When I stopped playing to correct her, she'd sit, and I'd give her a treat. She turned every situation into a game.
Without her, my life is different. I miss that cuckoo doggie running around underneath my piano. I'm finding out what happens when your heart breaks. Apparently the music continues. I woke up with a bluesy song in my head this morning. I hear it in the style of Loretta Lynn. I think it's called "After Midnight."
Stay tuned. I'm going to write a heart wrenching song about my dog. I don't know how the blues fits into nouveau alternative, but I'm just going with it.
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