I just realized that all of my songs are essentially about the same 4 or 5 people. They’re alone most of the time, or at least feel like they are alone. Occasionally, they bump into each other, fall in love, fuck, fight, break up or inspire one another. It’s like there’s a small town in my head and I’ve got those 4 or 5 people on constant surveillance. Their every action, thought and emotion is tracked and recorded. I almost never know their names. It’s better for me to keep a little distance… You could call that literary objectivity, I suppose. Sure, I have to love them to write about them. But I can never lose the ability to ask them very, very difficult questions. Every once in a great while, a new person moves into that small town, and I begin observing them too.
I suppose those 4 or 5 people are all me. Or, if I’m doing my job, maybe they’re all us.
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RED ROCKS
John Common and Blinding Flashes of Light at Red Rocks.
FINALLY GETTING REAL
Live performance by John Common and Jess DeNicola.