FARMER JOHN:
Pulls up in in his white pick-up, speaks my language,
says, “I’m sick of this snow”. I got tangle-weed thoughts
criss cross rhythms ‘not’ exploding with happiness.
Standing sleepless at the information cross roads,
with some shadowy figure calling me over to the other side
offering to teach me the Blues. Think I’ll phone a friend,
listen to the healing tones of familiar voices, dig
neighbours out’ve drifts & grit the road for traction.
Did I hear there was something released today, a culmination
of stories I haven’t been able to tell you. Sorry for
the silence when we’ve known each other so long.
Listening to Robert Johnson & Tony McPhee.
(K)
Karl Hyde 
Love your work!
I think I know that shadowy figure. Always trying to teach me the blues. I’m good man, I’m good.
it’s not related to todays work but i’ve just heard the new track and thought it was excellent. so i’ve rushed out and pre-ordered the album. thumbs very much up.