When I was young, I set up my father’s record player in my bedroom, with his old drawing table, and I painted watercolors on any piece of paper that made the mistake of being in range while listening to Peter Paul and Mary, the soundtrack to 1776, the Kingston Trio, and occasionally some of his other stuff.
Tonight, I’m home alone, listening to Peter Paul and Mary and the Kingston Trio while drawing comics on a Wacom tablet with a surface about the size of the paper I used to paint.
It’s a good way to be.
I’d seen a few headlines on various websites regarding a brilliant classical musician (who I’d honestly never heard of) disguised as a street musician playing in a Washington DC train station, but I hadn’t stopped to read them. Today, I saw a link to the article again, and stopped to read it… and I’m glad.
You should read it too.
I don’t know why exactly, but the music video Thou Shalt always Kill amuses the hell out of me.