I Have No Desire To Write Anything

My Laptop Seems To Know Where I Am, Even If I Don't. My Cellphone Asks Me If I Want Directions To Anywhere From The Spot I Am Standing In. I Buy A Record Online And Amazon.com Sends Me Letters, Telling Me That People Who Bought What I Bought Also Bought These Other Records.

I Wonder What It's Like To Be From A State That Is Spread Across A Few Islands Way Out In The Pacific Ocean, Only Added To The United States In 1959. Not Only That But To Be The Birthplace Of America's First Black President? Pretty Cool, I Bet.

I'm Mellower Now, I'm Over 50. But I Don't Think I'm Too Mellow. I'm Still Angry At A Lot Of Things.

Sitting In A Room, Alone, Listening To A Cd Is To Be Lonely. Sitting In A Room Alone With An Lp Crackling Away, Or Sitting Next To The Turntable Listening To A Song At A Time Via 7-inch Single Is Enjoying The Sublime State Of Solitude.

I Am Not Immune To The Lure Of A Signed Record, Flier Or Set List. The Fact That Your Music Heroes Potentially Had, In Their Own Hands, The Record You Now Have In Yours Is Kind Of Cool. When The Musician Has Departed, It Can Give The Thing A Unique Power.