Cali in the soul...

Mr. Punkrock is watching a doc on the making of the meant-to-be-hated Fleetwood Mac's "Rumours", partly because it was the first music Summer's best girlfriend, Danya, wanted to hear in the days after her tragic passing and also because I know this is the way, however, searing to live - as an New Yorker with your heart cleft in twain by California. You need both - the tough as fuck NYC shit and the soul, all sunshine, all ready to be hurt so badly you might never be able again to draw breath. This is where I live. And I make so many mistakes, my little sweetheart. So many mistakes. But just, to love. To love. Even Joey Ramone knows that much... xo-m