Just received a blast from the past this morning in the form of an email from someone who came into my shop many years ago. One very quiet Monday morning when I still had just the small shop. I was standing behind my counter thinking of the bad state of the music I had in the shop and contemplating on the music I needed for a makeup show I was to give in Japan. I wanted something different but had nothing like what I wanted. In a way I suppose what I was doing is now called â€œmeditating on a subjectâ€ although in those days it was called day dreaming, something that I realize I have done since forever and is really one of my most favourite pastimes.
On the piano next to the counter were beautiful smelling natural hand made soaps, soaps I used to carry over in my luggage from England.(the piano and soaps are another story). A young man walks in and starts smelling the soaps and reciting poetry, he really had what we call in England â€œThe gift of the Gabâ€. We start talking about his poetry and he tries to sell me a poem. We make an exchange soap for a poem and then he tells me that actualy he is really a composer and he pulls out a CD of his music. Well what do you think ! Yes , this was the exact music I needed so he did end up earning a little money.
See what COL is up to now he is living in Berlin still working on his music.