was on a flight home fromwell it doesn t matter with eleven hours a million thoughts were gathering my mind kept going to my garden of lavender i wanted to get to them so they wouldn t die when i got home they were dry as wheat while the vines thrived around them b horror film green not sure what my lavender symbolize but inside my heart cried my heart is drawn to the small out of the way things that i can t help but to give my focus and attention and care cause they shut off what hijacks my brain and help to tune out what can cause me pain and i care for the animals around my yard and my sister s children and i care for my garden swarmed upon by bumblebees and yellow jackets and wasps and hornets that can dart out and sting i see the big orange tabby cat getting warm on the cover of the hot tub he turns over on his back looking for a belly rub i see the deer tracks in the snow on the animal path that leads into my backyard i hear the sound of my girlfriend s car coming up the driveway and it fills my heart with joy though i know it will all end someday and someone else will be sleeping in my mountain house wondering who lived here before just like i sometimes do though i never really cared to explore i see the chocolate and peanut butter cat i look at him and he looks back i snap my fingers and blow him a kiss he rubs his head against my hand and we reminisce i walk downtown and see the christmas lights along the highway and how they shine and i m reminded of when i was a child and how happy i felt when i opened the box and saw a guitar inside was on a flight to somewhere i can t remember i feel like i ve lived so many lives i can t put it all together dordrecht holland yeah that was it i had a nice dinner with a concert promoter and his korean wife suyoung kim then dropped me off at an old spooky hotel i felt like an old man in a castle looking over at the canal and i went and i played for a crowd but my heart wasn t there i came back to my room and slouched in my bed and i fell asleep still stewing about my dried up lavender and i fell asleep in the dark dead night and i dreamed of a bluejay picking up a seed and passing it to another s beak then watched him soar to another branch then a baby possum hissed at me as i crept up on him near a trash can and i woke up one rainy morning in dordrecht holland then got on a flight for london england then i took a cab from heathrow right to westfield mall in shepherd s bush where i bought a raincoat then checked into the k west hotel and ate at a polish restaurant down the street i played the next night at shepherd s bush empire neil halstead and his band were opening and their soundcheck sounded great and as i watched i remembered playing with mojave 3 in the mid 90s one of the shows being at cmj in new york and i remembered seeing them open for gomez in madrid in 1998 i was with my girlfriend marina but i somehow managed to sneak in an unforgettable kiss with rachel backstage it was one of those kisses that you ll take to your grave gomez knew i was there and they played grace cathedral park that night and i got pretty choked up listening to them so anyhow i played my show at shepherd s bush that night and a fan heckled me asking if i really hated nels cline i explained that i didn t that his name just rhymed with one word or the other after the show i left with my agent ed and his wife and alessia and we talked for a bit then i walked back to the k west with my guitar and got into my bed called my girlfriend and fell asleep
['alternative rock', 'dream pop', 'indie rock', 'modern folk rock', 'singer-songwriter', 'slowcore']