My guitar has been back into service for 2 weeks now. I'm glad my neighbor is deaf. I'm "playing" every night when I come back from work and enjoy it a lot. It kind of kills the loneliness a bit.
So I went through my old tablatures and (very) old CDs and eventually came across my 10 and 15 years old J.J. Goldman CDs. Stuff I was listening to when I was still in high school. It's amazing how old sounds and music bring back visual memories. Summers in Brittany, on Belle-Ile, sailing camps, first boyfriends... my teen years... Makes me realize that cognitive science would be very interesting to study, ... if I had 10 lives after that one... Tonite I found the live version of "Confidentiel". The guitar solo at the end of it is really good and the ending lyrics sound so right. Too right. It's just amazing how only the good memories stick. I often go to bed thinking about where I was a year, 5 years, 10 years ago. Who could have imagined... It's like climbing a mountain on a tortuous trail with tons of side roads and from time to time looking down at the miles covered and the path chosen. Some people have been hiking part of this trail with me, some for longer times than others. I don't know what tomorrow will be like but there is one thing I know, I wouldn't be where I am today without all these people. Anyway, tonite I'm back 8 years ago, day to day. It was the beginning of a wonderful adventure... and even after all this time, as the song says, il y a toujours ce "petit feu de toi qui s'éteint pas". Bon courage pour mercredi.

Je voulais simplement te dire
Que ton visage et ton sourire
Resteront près de moi, sur mon chemin

Te dire que c'était pour de vrai
Tout c'qu'on s'est dit, tout c'qu'on a fait
Qu'c'était pas pour de faux, que c'était bien

Faut surtout jamais regretter
Même si ça fait mal, c'est gagné
Tous ces moments, tous ces mêmes matins

J'vais pas te dire qu'faut pas pleurer
Y'a vraiment pas d'quoi s'en priver
Et tout c'qu'on n'a pas loupé, le valait bien

Peut-être on se retrouvera
Peut-être que peut-être pas
Mais sache qu'ici bas, je suis là

ça restera comme une lumière
Qui m'tiendra chaud dans mes hivers
Un petit feu de toi qui s'éteint pas

-Confidentiel. J.J. Goldman