
a cup and a half of love for possibly two of the most talented people to walk the earth, ever. barefoot.
a snippet of julia, behind the braids and never-diminishing cheekbones:
The home on the 13th floor is rob and janie’s- friends of our mum and dad’s— they are now friends of ours also… the house is filled with canvases with beautiful designs in wax…. rob is an artist who has just started using wax as a new element in his art… angus cut some of his hair for rob to use underneath the wax… i wanted to get in on the action so cut some of my hair off also— he made two paintings while we were there— so our dna is preserved beneath the wax paintings somewhere down in battery park.. the room that angus stays in is right down the end of the hall… that is where rob’s home studio is with all his guitars… that is where we sat in the early hours of the morning recording ‘santa monica dream’—- angus had been out on the town… enjoying the festivities of manhattan… i had been, all day in that little room down the end trying to get sounds that i liked for this new song i had written that morning… it sounded okay…. the guitar sounded lovely- an old dobro of rob’s that was tuned down— it all sounded okay… just okay though…
is the rob in the kitchen making pizza the rob of rob and janie? possibly.
and because i can't figure out how to download videos off youtube, this has kept me in a constant bop for the last 72 hours!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=26AV4sAZWpE
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