The Mothership's Bright Side of Dim Lights Up Seattle

Photo by Hitch Hiker

This is thy hour O soul

Away from books, away from art 

and the day erased~the lesson done

Thee fully forth emerging, silent, 

Stargazing!

Pondering the themes 

thou lovest best 

Night, sleep, death...and the stars 

Walt Whitman 

A Night at the Tractor with Shawn Smith

Golden Slumbers fill your eyes 

Smiles awake you when you rise 

Sleep pretty darling do not cry 

And I will sing a lullaby 

- The Beatles 

 It's not how I pictured a night with Shawn. I'd much rather be with him at the opera or at the races, but there we were... at a country western-themed tavern. Okay, I'm being a bit dramatic -- The Tractor Tavern is as rock as Ballard gets, and that's just fine. It's my new favorite neighborhood. It's only natural to think of Shawn on a much more regal stage; the delivery of his music and message, it turns out, though~ needs no fancy opera house. We need only to open our hearts.