I’m giving songwriting a break for a while.

It’s not that I don’t have any ideas, it’s just that I really don’t see any point at the present time. Pop music is all about fashion over form. Folk music is all about politics and running each other down. (Where is that Woody Guthrie speech on “Born to Lose” when you need it?) The blues is about playing as loud as possible, because Rock and Roll doesn’t exist. Mention Britney Spears and eye’s light up. Mention Charlie Patton or the Carter Family and everyone’s eyes glaze over. Writing songs is like masturbating. It feels good, but if you can’t infect everyone else, what’s the point. So… I put down the pen and guitar for a while and continue my grand plan of being unknown in my time and anonymous for the ages. Besides, I’ve been having fun trying to make Patton’s “Some de Day’’s” sound like my own. And of course, as soon as I make not writing part of my master plan, I’ll find a reason to start doing it again.