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In her little book on passion Dorothy Parker writes about the duende of the song. She writes that she understands duende to mean working without a net, about soul crunching risk, the like of which takes us into writing and poetry and songs by exposing our deepest thoughts and I like the idea of the primitive scariness of it, as the artist tumbles into the darkness of the unknown. I have been a fan of Lyle Lovett for a long time but sometimes I forget. But he makes singing and playing look so effortless and yet his songs are thoughtful and often mean the opposite of what they seem to say. In this song he mentions Tijuana and I will never forget the time when I was there - especially the huge Mexican/American border crossing. But this little film cuts across many things for me - friendship, guitars, motor cycles and singing and playing. So I post it cos I like it... and I dream a dream of home, where there's coffee on the table.. and if Mr Colings oferdme a guiar,well...
