I Dub Thee...
I bought Gabe a little tiny guitar at the store yesterday. It's sort of a real instrument. It's not one of those plastic Elmo thingies, anyway. It's your basic dreadnought, sort of a miniature version of my Washburn. He wants to play songs right away, of course--don't we all?--but he isn't getting that the notes only run from A to G. He strummed all the strings wildly a moment ago and announced that he had created a new sound, H. The truth is, he's really way ahead of me. I once asked Lauran, who knows a little music, what note you use when you want to sing a K sound. Is that a chord? I was kidding, but she thought I was serious, even to this day.


Landscape K, 1988