There's something vaguely post-apocalyptic about the Fulton Mall after dark. Protest-rock from the 60s and 70s mingles with the smell of downtown Fresno while very few, if any, people wander the industrial-art adorned promenade. I almost expect zombies/vampires/mutants/aliens to pop around the corner at any second.
This week I'm in training to be a CASA (hence my time on the F. Mall) and Bekah has been in Southern California visiting her family but she'll be back today with the kids and my father in law. I have been meaning to update this blog for a while but priorities have pushed it down the list. With the extra quiet, I have been able to work on a song or two though. This fall, we are going to record a worship album and finally get to the second overdubs lp... of particular inspiration is this incredible Hammock song/video "Mono No Aware."