Jim Shelley & Book Of Kills


Hope you had fun on the Fourth if you're into that kind of thing. As usual, Mary Lou and I drove over to Luray to spend the evening with her family (remember, I'm an orphan) and watch the fireworks, which I think were better than ever this year. It was a good time.

Well, I didn't have any time to work on music today (I'm not Robert Pollard, after all!) what with all kinds of chores and a few hours spent playing mini-golf and so forth with the grandkids and then later two hours of #$%&ing lawn mowing (we have almost an acre of lawn and I mow it with a push mower), but I did sort of come up with an idea that was the exact opposite of the one I'd come up with earlier and the new idea seemed more interesting than the older one, so I sat down and worked out a chord progression and came up with a rudimentary arrangement in my mind. I think I'm going to end up piecing together a bunch of little "songs" into one long song. At least that's the plan. As always, we'll see. Here's the truth about the final two singles:  They'll be done when they're done, but they will be done. Now I'm going to go enjoy a Luigi's Real Italian Ice. Mowing an acre of grass is hot, tiring work.

Johnny Cash gave his final public performance on this day in 2003 not too long after his wife June died (in late May) at the age of 73. Johnny would himself pass on September 12.