songs about roving, rambling and plain hard luck & photography from the other side …
liberties that we can’t do without seem to disappear like ghosts

I’ve been stuck here in this town, if you could call it that, a year or two / I never do what I’m supposed to do / I don’t even need a name anymore / When no one calls it out, it kinda vanishes away / No one gives a damn about the things I […]

to the ghosts dancing in the breeze blowing through my mind

Sunlight in the weeds, I wish that I was blind / To the ghosts dancing in the breeze blowing through my mind / Got a Corvair in my yard / It hasn’t run in fifteen years / It’s a home for the birds now / It’s no longer a car (Jim White)

gotta bucket full of tears & a hard luck story

— · — Well I was thinkin‘ that I shoulda but I didn’t ever leave you but baby I’m leavin‘ tonight / There’s a trucker drinkin‘ coffee in the station who can give me a ride / Well I was thinking ‚bout a headin‘ down to Mobile, Alabama and that was just last Saturday night […]