It has been awhile since I’ve had a notion to put anything out into the world as it were.
Usually avoiding doing that for reasons I continually guess at but am sometimes like now interested in circumventing for some reason.
So there’s this then..

I have had so many crushes over time.

Attractions, hopes, dreams, someone or thing that might open me up, like to or let me shine.

And the battle betwixt idealism and cynicism ensues.
I tend to err on the side of idealism til it comes time to put up or shut up.
then the cynic in me runs the show.
Who needs what and or why. Well lets let the idealist run rampant and show its propensity for…
IDEALISM!

The ‘Corner of my Eye’ song was the result of a crush a long time ago.
I still have the picture I drew of my hoped for inamorata.
I have lots of pictures of hoped for inamorata.
I have a number of songs as well inspired by hoped for inamorata.
But that’s a quandary for another post.

As I have come to appreciate there is more to life and love than just the significant other many of us crave.
As a result I reworded some of the original lyrics to try and reflect that.
Such are visible but not audible in the video.
Whether they convey the broadness of heart that I intend remains to be understood.
If any are curious enough to spot the differences I thank you for you interest in my meandering melodrama.

But thanks especially for listening.

Recently I realized how musical ideas can morph and be rewritten and do not have to be engraved in stone before they are released into the wild.
So here is ‘Out of the Corner of My Eye’ circa 1989 that still resonates with me but as mentioned I have a slightly different take on the sentiments expressed.

Sentiments, sensations being what they are, can be obtained by various means.

Can be the same feeling despite the instance that causes it.

Heart racing because of a near miss causing an accident, a public speaking engagement, a chance meeting with someone you admire.

All resulting in the heart racing but for very different reasons.

And so words can express various feelings with out necessarily being only about the one thing and yet over all are about the one thing.

Maybe my verbosity gets the better of me as does the vagaries of life that seem to want to demand less demanding and more deferring to possibility.

And as I experiment with this music and alternative instrumentation, that also maybe heard someday.

But for now there is this from then when I was wishful wistful and musical!

merci