Faded Postcards

Faded Postcards was conceived in a dream-like state driving from my grandmother's funeral to a gig at the Cat's Eye in Fells Point. Talk about an evening of emotional extremes. I went from sad grieving to exercising the demon of loss out of my body and mind. Shaking it wildly and dowsing it with alcohol. As I drove past the hulking hulls of cargo ships, the sky had gone from Blood Red to Black and lightening was breaking horizontal across the sky. With with all that "fantastic light", I swear there was no thunder.

This strange phenomenon had my mind racing with all the things that children are told to be true... like, "Where there's thunder there's lightening." Shouldn't such things be true in reverse?!? And if not, what other mis-truths had I been told?

Thus, I was set "lookin' for some truth".