Ah, a new blog, a new beginning.
But wanna know where it really all started?
Finding Van Morrison's Astral Weeks tape in the bedroom
of a best friend's older sister. Amongst a clutter of Sassy
magazines and weathered journals was this little masterpiece.
With mentions of rainbow-colored hair ribbons, Shalimar
perfume, and wanton ballerinas, it was love at first listen.
Umpteen years later, I can still hear the twinkling
melodies and gem-like lyrics and they never fail to inspire.