Thinking of my first car today for no reason. Its remnants are still on the planet somewhere just like everything else - the molecules and atoms that once composed some long lost or decayed physical thing are still here. Shpongle and William Blake got me thinking about this last summer and I think its a curious thing that save for the conversion to energy via fire perhaps, everything is still here - dinosaurs, my first guitar, people Ive known who've died, my old Chevy...  In some form.
So I picture (in an abstract sense) a parking lot in the sky with this soundtrack where that old Impala is sitting, waiting for me to get in, drive to practice and meet up with my bandmates - who also had old Impala's. Somewhere there is a picture of us in a real life parking lot posing with our cars on a December night in Chicago. Its here, somewhere...

Tags: america, blocks per gallon, chevy impala, merka, reconsitution, rust, week 47 2024, View by:NeonRebar