Intimacy

Sex On Fire

Ronnie Wood is so right on

I'm writing this from the basement in a bar right outside NYC on August 15th, at 9:16pm alone.

I've missed the musk smell of stale alcohol from a humid room. I've missed being soaked in sweat from adding to the temperature and the noise of a crowded room. Late at night, I've missed washing my sore hands in cold water in a hotel sink. No help from any substance to help asleep at night, I'm just exhausted from a long day.

this is a gift.

How am I so lucky? My mom tells me that get it from my grandfather. She might be right but I like to think its greater than that. Sometimes at night, I get anxiety about the older I am getting, but I think I've found the fountain of youth.

I've gotten here on my own and I do not fake feelings. Everyone can tell if I try so, and its pathetic. This is why I am where I am at. I just need to keep on keepin' on. Everything happens for a reason.

I've missed this so much.
thank you.
-tc

wherever i may roam

Its strange to think I have not toured in about two years. its feels a lot longer than that.

tom conrad circa 2002.

Acoustic empires