Do Inhale
How close to whatever one's Heaven is this must be: having
the leisure and love that allows you to play and record a couple of albums of
60s/70s rock, blues, countryrock and psychedelia for the sheer fun of it all.
It is homage and recreation and celebration and sustained at exactly the level
such leisure and love will produce in its laid back and having-a-great-time
way. We should be angry that anyone has such a musical sinecure's occupation,
but with Bank Fat Cats and other nasty misanthropists enjoying themselves at
our catastrophic expense in contrast to Robinson’s transmuted aural pleasures,
I’ll just sit back, relax and inhale as much of the drifting melodious elixir as
I can.
