Music

I don't really know why I keep a blog. As previously mentioned I am not actually comfortable with knowing that people read it. I was asked to blog professionally for the newspaper and found that I just couldn't do it. Too much pressure, too much exposure. But I write a lot and it needs to go somewhere. I have what I could term a diary, or a journal of sorts, but it isn't in a form that I can easily read back through it. And it's all full of secrets and truths and things I wouldn't share. This is public enough to keep me from wandering too deep but private enough that I am pretty much within my comfort zone of sharing. Anyone who knows me well knows I don't often get into girly feelers and whatnot. But when I do delve into that realm of myself it can get pretty messy. This is a nice balance for me.
I'm not sure what all that has to do with what I came here to post. An amazing song. Delta Spirit, Salt in the Wound
When I heard this it was as background music under a monologue and I briefly wondered if it was my man, Willy. A throaty voice with just enough twang to make me giddy over an hypnotically pleasing repetition of guitar strings being plucked with love and skill. Alas it is not The Legend of the South but instead a band I'd never even heard of before. Enjoy, Anonymous Readers and Jenni.