I’m going to see The Avett Brothers tonight! I’ve heard they put on a legendary live show, so I’m sitting on the edge of my office chair listening to Head Full of Doubt/Road Full of Promise. This video is the first thing I watched on this lovely rainy Wednesday morning …
… and it’s an extra lovely morning because the laundromat I live above caught on fire last night (sheesh, it’s the second one in the neighborhood—clean out the dryer lint, people!), and I’m still sitting here feeling very grateful, and that being an artist is actually pretty great, and not the burden it’s been feeling like lately.
It all happened pretty quickly, but as the halls filled with smoke, I had a terrifying flash of all of my paintings, drawings, negatives, and hard drives burning up while I squeezed my friends american bulldog down the fire escape to embark on my new life as a homeless person—and then none of that happened! What a great day!
There’s a darkness upon me that’s flooded in light
In the fine print they tell me what’s wrong and what’s right
And it comes in black and it comes in white
And I’m frightened by those that don’t see it
When nothing is owed or deserved or expected
And your life doesn’t change by the man that’s elected
If you’re loved by someone, you’re never rejected
Decide what to be and go be it
There was a dream and one day I could see it
Like a bird in a cage I broke in and demanded that somebody free it
And there was a kid with a head full of doubt
So I’ll scream til I die and the last of those bad thoughts are finally out