I'm Sad and I'm Lonely

I've been listening to lots of old folky music recently (I spent most of Saturday reading and listening to Pentangle), and just came across this guy Derroll Adams. He was an American musician who spent most of his life in Antwerp, recording creative music and hanging out with a young Scottish kid named Donovan. Listening to Adams's music now, it's easy to see how much Donovan was influenced by him. But before I digress (which in truth means that I should probably get back to my job), here is a piece of Adams's music for you to enjoy. Or cry about, depending on how temperamental you are.

Oh, and I finally finished Jay McInerney's Bright Lights, Big City on Saturday. The whole thing is written in the second-person, which was mainly why I picked it up. While I give the author major praise for such an ambitious undertaking, I was wholly underwhelmed by the novel's characters, plot development, and quality of writing. It's a hundred times better than any novel I could write, but that still doesn't make it great literature. But, you know what? If you're intrigued, give it a shot. The novel isn't earth-shaking, but it's a quick easy read, and probably a pretty effective reminder of why the eighties weren't so great. Or so I've heard from my elders.

- "I'm Sad and I'm Lonely" by Derroll Adams and Jack Elliott, from Riding in Folkland (1966)