have love....will travel

Lately when i actually TUNE in to what I'm listening to... theyre all songs about love, traveling, or love AND traveling.
Right now its super sleazy version of route 66 played by some skeezy garage band.. its on WILD WILD sounds #2 on the garage punk podcasts.

anyway.
yesterday:



Today I'm feeling a little stuck, a little bit lazy and a bit cozy.. maybe I'll write.
speaking of writing.. its been AGES since Ive seen my red book...
that red book has my lil heart written through 89 pages of drawings and rants and tiny details..

Interesting theory shared with my friend Sylvain over a drink the other night..
when we are in relationships, both of us are reproached the fact that when something is wrong, like a little thing thats annoying, we dont go right out and say it, when someone hurts us, it doesnt come right out..
Its not even that we keep it in to obsess over it... actually usually I kind of brush it off till it happens again, BUT, it does all come out in our songs, paintings, writtings...
maybe we keep it in because thats our means of expressing it..

This drove my ex's crazy. apparently I'm not the only one guilty of this little trait.
thoughts?