I’m changing my perches around this week. Feet stretched in a front porch wicker chair, coffee and my autistic headphones. Mother by Pink Floyd was my first shuffle this morning. Good cadence for first hour of the morning I slept in a bit by my standards. Sitting in the dark outside with my glasses off, I can hear the birds through my headphones and distant traffic. I live close to the hospital, it’ll be a just a matter of time before I hear ambulance screaming like a banshee. Anytime I hear one my immediate thought to myself is your day hasn’t been that bad if it ain’t coming for you.

My neighbors have a Michigan State flag hanging from their house and with the breeze it resembles some sort of dark albatross flapping its wings against the house. Maybe I need to put my glasses back on.

They have Michigan tags, speak with an accent. My strong deduction is that they’re from Michigan. These are the instincts that keep me sharp. Also bonus points- basketball is always on their tv and the guy slim and 6’4”. Bet he likes basketball.

I’ve honed my instincts over the years.

Jupiter’s Fairie – Johnny Blue Skies (Sturgill) plays in my ears. My favorite track from Passage du Desir. Song written about a man who tries to reach out to an ex girlfriend just to catch up and finds she’s committed suicide.

“I hear there’s faeries out on Jupiter
And there was a time when I knew one
But today I’m feeling way down here on Earth
Crying tears of love in the light of mourning dawn”

I cried when I first truly heard that song. Doesn’t help that I had it on while immersed in meditation. I’m sure I’m not the only one who will mentally scan lyrics in my head while listening to a new song until a few words grab me by the sleeve and says “hey this is some real good shit Chad”

“There’s no happy endings only stories that stop before they’re through” – that one hits hard if you’ve ever lost a love one to suicide.

I liken my taste for music by where I am in my head and life at the time. I don’t jump around genres as much as I used to. Sometimes the music sets the tone for my mood and other times it’s the exact opposite. I love music. All of it. I don’t follow a specific genre if I had to pick one out of all of them it would be grunge. Grunge resonated at the right time. I was meant to experience it in my early 20s when I was freebirding around in my life.

80’s? Best decade of music. There will never be another one like it. Experiencing my teens during that era with MTV is probably why I fell in love with music. It became an everyday part of my life. Jamboxes, portable music. Life without music is like a biscuits without gravy.

Sturgill Simpson captured me well over a decade ago with Metromodern Sounds. An album packed with references to ego, third eye, DMT, religion, awareness all in a honky tonk vibe. He’s progressive, hates big labels, corporations and dances to his own tune.

My kinda guy.

Outlaw, progressive and alt country. Add a twist of psychedelic, hard rock and bluegrass. He released a complete anime movie with Sound and Fury, it was amazing.

Metro was probably my favorite album of his. Until last week when he released Mutiny after Midnight.

This album fucks. Almost literally

Johnny (Sturgill’s first name is John) released this album on physical release only at the moment. That means you can only hear it on vinyl, CD or Tape. It’ll eventually release in digital format. I’m sure of it. I preordered the vinyl the day it was announced. It was taking too long to arrive so I went looking for it at the local record shop and found a copy. Bought it one day before my original purchase arrived. So now I have two copies.

Best album so far.

Best

One

There are no skips on this album. The only thing that pisses me off is I have to flip the record over while I’m trying to get my boogie on.

Think Waylon Jennings and Earth Wind and Fire had a child and that child made an album.

Progressive, funky, sexy

First track is “Make America Fuk again”

“I got that Hunter Biden energy I’ll make a hooker fuck around and fall in love” 🎶

My favorite track so far is probably Viridescent.

“Watched you grow from a princess to a queen
I wanna drown in your brown velvet dopamine”

I don’t fanboy celebrities. I enjoy their content if it’s my thing I see most celebrities as asshats who are clueless to the norms of society. My favorite musician of all time is Eddie Van Halen and I have no doubt he was quite the shithead to be around.

Best guitarist in the world. His music hit me right at puberty. I have a picture of us together. I don’t worship him. I just dig his music.

People give me hell for being a Tom Cruise fan. Sorry but he puts out bangers for movies. He’s a good actor, he kills it in Collateral, Top Gun is one of my all time favorites and I’ve seen all Mission Impossibles in the theatre. His Cameo in Tropical Thunder is the best part. Would I want to hang out with Tom? Probably not but he’s a fucking weirdo but dude does his own stunts and work ethic is primo.

I respect the player that’s all

Sturge/Johnny? Now that’s a guy I’d go on a cross country road trip with. Talk philosophy and psilocybin. Our views align. No I’m not writing a Dear Stan letter I just dig his vibe is all.

I just looked up and saw some cotton candy in the sky.

Sun’s up, time to play.

Later gators.