dream a little dream...

i was hanging out with my friend Ramsey Lewis (who i haven't seen in about 10 years)...for some reason we were googling his name in search of tattoo parlors in Concord...problematically the only thing the google searches reeped were jazz articles...

...suddenly at an airport sans Ramsey...i recognize Amy King kneeling over a suitcase at departing gate 44...i'm like "hey Amy King, what are you doing here?" and she's like "oh hey John, i'm a flight attendant for TWA..." and i'm like "oh yeah, i forgot..."

...currently listening to James Horner Braveheart soundtrack (maybe you're realizing now that i love movie soundtracks)...my all time favorite "original" movie score being James Horner's Glory...a close second being Vangelis' Chariots Of Fire...oh yeah, and 2001 A Space Odyssey is amazing (i used to freak kids out at parties by mixing the chaos choir track with this one Elusive beat...the effect: a mangled/ paranoid/ syrpy Bay Area SLUMP)