The rains have come early this year, confirming my conviction that this is going to be a
very wet winter here in the Southland. The rain depresses me, but there's always music to guide me through the darkness. This afternoon, I made a nice stew for myself and played some great rainy-day music. ...I have only come to appreciate Roy Harper in the last ten years or so. His voice comforts me when I need it most...
Grateful Dead music comforts me under any number of conditions, but Black Peter really helps me when it's rainy and grey out...
I don't know where I'd be without music.
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