BACK IN THE BAND!:
Can’t help bursting into spontaneous laughter, early driving
in the sun to clear the head as I loop back past the sign
that reads ‘Welcome to Essex’. It gets me every time, on the
home run, Spring sun, life bursts out the ground to the sound
of hissing rubber on black top shimmering silver in the morning
light. My brother’s & sister unload at the studio under a big
benevolent sky, light streams into the room, dogs running between
their feet, the sound of laughter, the smell of toast & coffee.
I’m still running on Mexico time, coming down from that familiar
kick drum high, but I could think of no sweeter transition than
to be back with my band again.
(K)
Karl Hyde 
Welcome home Karl. I wake up laughing sometimes.