It's raining here in Southern California. It never rains in Southern California. But hopefully, it will put out some of the wildfires. And it makes me think of -- I was about to say "home," but Boston and New England aren't really my home anymore, are they? I have nothing to tie me there except friends and memories.
I think it's safe to say that I'm at least a little bit inebriated and that I had a great time out with some co-workers and friends of co-workers who have been around the music industry for a long time. While tonight was "making contacts," it was also quite enjoyable. I'm not so shallow that I don't enjoy meeting cool new people.
I'm feeling so alive, feeling so real
On a stormy night, the rain is coming down
Rain like never before
I've got some records on, some bottles of wine
On a stormy night, the rain is lashing down
And I'm waiting for her...
--Ash, "Goldfinger"