Little sweetheart, it was 14 years ago today that we released the second Bipolar Explorer, Of Love and Loss - a double-album that was both your debut, the redirection of the group's sound and its forthgoing dedication to be of, for and about you.
4 years ago, on the 10th anniversary of its release, I played a live solo electric set here in NYC that was recorded and put out as a Bandcamp exclusive EP. Today, that live show will have a wider release.
With all my love...
My little sweetheart, I think aside from Christmas - which you loved! - Halloween was your favorite holiday.
I've so much to say about that!
Of course, there's a very very long passage about it in the book I'm writing. But I'll be doing some posts about Halloween and how it was special to you and because of you, to me, again, within these pages. Comin' up!
Little sweetheart, here's a picture of us together a few moments later on the roof as the snow begins to gather! There's another black n white shot that was our Christmas card for years. Let me find it!
Little sweetheart, I took this picture of you on the roof of the building here in NYC when you came down from Boston after Rock n Roll closed at The Huntington. It was just before Christmas and we had been sitting on the plaid couch in the living room when we noticed it had began to snow. It was still just beginning to come down but if you look closely you can see snowflakes in the air and dotting your hat and hair...
Little sweetheart, whenever you got home, the first thing you did - quite sensibly - was change into jammies and slippers and put your hair up. I was never much of a PJ's guy until I met you but you fully converted me!
This is a shot of you in the kitchen here in NYC - it's so different now! - dinned in pajamas and a nice pair of Uggs, checking your phone, a diet soda at the ready. What a welcome sight!
I always loved just kicking back at home with you, wherever we were - NYC, SF, Davis or on the road in Seattle, London, Boston, back in our hotel or guest lodgings. No place like home, right?
Little sweetheart, before you and your Dad got me my first iPhone for Christmas, my cell was the bottom-of-the-line Nokia I got when I first signed up with AT&T.
Our entire first year of texts were on that phone and I had a huge panic attack a decade ago when it wouldn't power up anymore. The battery had swelled with the phone's casing and I didn't know what to do.
I found a great place in the West 30's and they got it back up again but the tech told me to go home and take a picture of every one of your texts - I'd explained to him why it was so important: because it was YOU! - with my iPhone and save them like that, maybe even printing them out!
I did exactly what he said. There's a couple hundred of them. This is one I just saw again today. A couple more are printed out and hanging over my desk.
Love you forever.
Little sweetheart, still looking for a very specific picture from that county fair we came across on our way back to Cork City - it's of you in front of a line of tractors that the local farmers had proudly lined up - but this is a moment later when I took a shot that details one of my favorite things: getting way underneath the bill of your enormous sunhat and giving your pretty face a kiss. Love you forever!!!
