I Was Down With Lucinda

Documenting One's Life In The Midst Of Living It Is A Strange Pursuit.

My Dad Had More Compassion Than Me. He Was Nonjudgmental. He Didn't Care Where You Stood Politically. He Just Took You As A Person On Face Value. He Could Love All Stripes, And That's Why All Stripes Claim Him. He Didn't Judge.

I Adhere To The Religion Of Art And Music And Small Children.

More And More, I See Myself As A Folk Musician, And Someone Who Values Context.

My Dad And I Had A Real Meeting Of The Minds. We Loved To Talk About Music, Politics, And Art. He Loved Children. The Thing I Missed Most About My Dad When He Died Was That This Person Who Really Gets Who I Am At The Core Was Gone.