Interesting Things Happen. This afternoon part of my barber banter dealt with a book I am reading. It describes the album made by Bob Dylan and The Band called The Basement Tapes. I told my barber that it was a so so book, but that I would keep reading it because maybe there was a hiding paragraph with something interesting.
Several hours later I was reading and came about some lyrics: “Please don’t bury my Soul.” This grabbed me by the jukes because a year or so ago I wrote in my journal that I wanted to name my band Bury My Soul. It came to me while I was considering the prospect of burial at death. I thought, "well you can bury a body but not a soul."
Bury My Soul it shall be. And if you kick me out of the band the name goes with me.