Jackson Browne - These Days

He wrote this when he was sixteen....Talk about poetry....

Well I've been out walking

I don't do that much talking these days

These days--

These days I seem to think a lot

About the things that I forgot to do

For you

And all the times I had the chance to

And I had a lover

It's so hard to risk another these days

These days--

Now if I seem to be afraid

To live the life that I have made in song

Well it's just that I've been losing for so long

I'll keep on moving...moving on

Things are bound to be improving these days

These days--These days I sit on corner stones

And count the time in quarter tones to ten, my friend

Don't confront me with my failures

I had not forgotten them

How can you argue with this? Jackson, Jackson, Jackson! YAY!

Why Chilled White Whine? Jackson Browne~How Do I Love Thee?~

Some people probably think I don't know how to spell "wine".

Ahhhh, but I do! The reason for the title of this blog has nothing to do with vino, a favorite beverage of mine for sure.

No, dear readers. It has to do with Jackson Browne,a man I have loved for over thirty years. A love my husband completely honors and accepts.

Many years ago, a music reviewer (who shall not be honored on my blog; thus no name) sardonically described the songs of my beloved Jackson as "California Rock? Chilled white
whine...."

What?????

Sacrilege I say, blasphemy for those who follow the "Gospel According to Jackson"!

This statement so incensed me (even in my youthful innocence) that I declared that one day, I would write a book claiming this title~Chilled White Whine~A Music Lover's Musings.

I would claim the title as my own, and rescue my lovely Jackson from that label forever more.

Although the book may be in the works one day, I am honoring my promise to myself and Jackson, via this blog.

This is for you, Jackson!

Yes! That would be me and Jackson, October, 2007.