“I have a friend- a singer, a good folk singer, song collector. He comes and listens to my shows and says ‘you always sing about the past, you can’t live in the past,’ and I say to him ‘I could go outside and pick up a rock older than the oldest song you know and come back here and drop it on your foot. The past didn’t go anywhere, did it? It’s right here, right now.'”
-Utah Phillips

Longtime readers will remember my fondness for that quote. It is one of my dominant themes, both of my writing and of my life. Continue reading “Shadow” →