Dead Dog
This is a present for all my good friends whose birthdays are the month of January. The idea of digging this dog out of its grave is Lorenzo’s (now in Milan), but I am have a feeling that Nella (Madrid), Eric (Atlanta), and Francisco (San José) will also enjoy this.
Listening to the 17 year-old version of myself has been fun in a queasy, uneasy, and interesting way. I am also a January birthday, so I’ll accept this as a gift from me to me, a gift that’s been on it’s way for 15 years.
By the way: there is more where this came from. Keep listening.
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