Mandolin Rain

Well, my hair has been styled and profiled(shout out to joanna,nice job, best stylist in the city) and it was pouring rain while i was getting all fixed up. I will pause here to say that "crazy bitch" from my last blog entry has her hair all fixed up with sexy dark curls and was sporting the lisa loeb glasses.........she was looking extra extra hot, and although i have never spoke to her, she seems like a really nice person. Then again, everyone down there at the salon is really nice, but damn she was smoking tonight...............love a chance to curl those toes........

anyway walking out it was pouring rain, real wrath of god type stuff and it got me thinking about the song Mandolin Ran by Bruce Hornsby. In this song the narrator is listening to a bluegrass band and it takes him back to a time in his youth when he was in a relationship with a girl. Basically Hornsby paints a picture of a band playing in a tent by a lake i.e. very traditional folk america and couples it with pain we all feel about that first love which got away. I think that the nostalgic image of old America - bluegrass, steamboat - ties in brilliantly with nostalgia for young romance.

I was very young when this song came out but it lodged in my subconsciousness. When i heard it again for the first time in my early 20's i actually cried, it triggered something in me. Cheers Bruce, one of the best musicians of our time.