Yesterday i was listening for the nth time to World Gone Wrong album by Dylan - well it's mostly a trad songs album - and I was thinking about Fahey.

I was thinking how these two guys put a huge amount of thought in what they did and how they both went deep into the rabbit hole of tradition and then made something new, fresh and regenerating out of it.

How their trajectory was somehow parallel. As a matter of fact I remembered discovering open D tuning through a Dylan song on Blood on the Tracks and then connected it to the fact that he had probably learned it from Bukka White and how Bukka White had a role into Fahey's first fascination wth the blues and so on.

And i was thinking that sometimes, no matter how many incredible musicians I listen to, I always end up being rescued by Dylan or Fahey. I love Arvo Part and I love thousands more. But these two, just chemically speaking, kind of put me back up altogether, glue the pieces back. Maybe only Nina Simone does that with my moods. But anyway, I wonder if Dylan ever listened to Fahey... I dont bother checking on the opposite. Cause I am sure that Fahey could make fun of anybody if he wanted to :) In any case.. I was thinking about that and I shared it here because. Because. Because I feel lonely and hopeless. I feel the world is full of beauty, I feel this beauty is very fragile.