Saturday, April 11, 2009

April Skies

I'm at that age where I'm both old enough and still young enough that every season and every month of the year brings back a specific memory of some past experience, happy or sad. As I get older, a lot of these things are fading. I don't really want them to - even the bad memories are still memories of things I've done, or that happened to me, and I don't want to lose them. It's my history.

This song is one of my memories of a particularly difficult year.

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This is increasingly not a blog about Alphabet City, New York. I used to live in the East Village and work on Avenue B, but I no longer do. Why don't I change the name if I'm writing about Japan and video games and guitars? Because New Yorkers are well-rounded people with varied interests, and mine have gone increasingly off the rails over the years. And I don't feel like changing the name. I do still write about New York City sometimes.


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