Everything Must Go

Sometimes we’re caught in cycles. This morning, the Royal Scam album suddenly warmed up the cold ambiance of an empty living room. Cold due to its ancient, but lovely tiles. Cold because it’s a damp light-greyish day today.

It wasn’t me who turned on the luscious tunes and imaginative lyrics and brilliant story-telling. And i was pleasantly surprised. So, out of curiosity, i figured why not listen to some more Steely music? And then Everything Must Go came in the picture after quite some time as well. And i REALLY liked what i heard, the cool horn arrangements, Fagen’s voice, the babe choir, the rhythms and beats…

But this idea of EMG kind of got prompted due to a photograph Nigey Lennon sent me yesterday: “This sign appeared a few months ago on a vacant Taco Bell building in East Northport. I’d been meaning to take a pic of it forever, but always forgot to bring the camera. Everything must go, indeed — except no one seems to want to buy an old Taco Bell. :)”

There are tides and cycles in the universe. Sometimes a smile is all there is to say while the rest is a matter of chemical reactions unfolding within one’s brain, or heart and soul.