Hi friends! My life in Los Angeles has expired and it’s time to rebirth myself into the world. Part of it, anyway. On Friday morning I’m packing up my car and driving across the country back to my Bostonian birthplace. There I’ll be fumbling and puttering about aimlessly for a few weeks before an airplane lifts me out of New York City and towards London on September 6. After that, who knows? Paris, Brussels, Amsterdam, Berlin, Prague, Switzerland, Venice, Rome, Florence, Nice, Marseille, Barcelona, Valencia…whereever my momentum dictates. It’s going to be a lot of fun, moving about on my own two feet with a giant stuffed backpack. I’m going to do my best to keep posting about what I see and, more importantly, what I hear while I’m abroad. I want to find the places where good music happens; problem is, I don’t know where those places are yet. I’ll find them, though. Rest assured I will.
I know there a lot of readers that either live in Europe or have traveled there extensively. To these worldly souls, I ask for your words of wisdom, your advice, your suggestions, or even your floorspace if you have any. I’ll be a poor boy a long ways from home, so whatever morsels of insight you can offer will be returned with great appreciation and humble gratitude. There’s a long road ahead — I can only hope our paths will cross someday.
[ jive ] Mississippi John Hurt – Poor Boy, Long Ways From Home