December 2025- Weirdness Wrap And End Of 2025-Adios
Some Music Discovered In December....Released 2025....
The page is ripped from the wall. May as well make the entire bird wall calendar history and recycle it with the wrapping paper of Christmas past.
We are moving on, constantly moving on. Just another grain of sand. We will continue our revolution, spinning.
The new number is just that. The year ending in 26 will see me commence my last year that begins with a 6. That is OK, 6-7, ya know?
Weirdness will continue. It will dumbfound us at times. Everyday.
Spending time noting that particular side of life has been challenging in 2025. So much to shovel. Shit.
Much of the weirdness comes wrapped in Red, White and Blue. The Bloated Orange Roughy smells like a rotten fish of the same name. Face it, he is not a leader. He is a criminal of the highest order. He has lost his mind. I watch with amazement and fear for the suffering. I grieve for the Venezuelan narco-terrorists. It’s been proven that one of the boats was simply moving marijuana.
The so called leader of the free world believes each boat can kill 25,000 Americans due to the drug haul onboard.
A boatful of weed will simply make 25,000 people get the munchies in America.
Killing innocent people is murder.
You can buy weed from a machine in NYC.
https://open.qobuz.com/playlist/46718046 This is Qobuz Playlist Link….Drop Spotify…come to Qobuz.
Epstein Files. White House Corruption. Ballrooms. Lies. More Lies.
The rest of the weirdness of the world hardly gets a look in. Maybe this is a glitch and this hyper focus on America will pass like a kidney stone once the Orange Regime is over. When it returns to dust.
Maybe I am only being wistful as the year ends. Or wishful. Regime changes gather no moss but they do garner heaps of reporting.
In 2026, I am attempting to pay less attention to some of the noise and nonsense blowing over the Pacific Ocean.
Heading toward my 69th birthday, there will be fewer microscopes on new music releases. Each month I have alerted you and educated myself on all the new music I can swallow with my ears. From Americana to blues, singer-songwriters to world, bluegrass to ambient, my search has been constant.
Nothing becomes a classic. It’s always something new. 2026 will find me delving into artists and records that I love. The music that already carries some weight, some memories in those grooves. While I continue listening to my hundreds of Grateful Dead concerts, I will drop the virtual needle into the ditch and revisit the gems that have gathered dust.
My eyes will flutter at the new releases and some will pass muster and have a spin, but I need a break from consumption. I am going to wade in the water that already exists.
Politics, family, plant medicine, love, life, community will continue to be where I find my creative force. I am shifting to writing less on the keyboard and more with pen and paper. Creativity seems to flow easier and brighter. It’s a familiar road.
You will find my words here as the days pass.
Here’s hoping all of us can keep discovering the wonder of this miraculous planet we call home. Earth….how much do you love this place? You know, it’s a miracle we are all here together. This will only happen once.
It’s the end of 2025. This revolution is over.
Let’s keep spinning.
Happy New Year
Love ya…..
(All Photos by Me)