I remember learning at a very young age–via tambourines, churchy things, and Mama–that God likes it when we are uninhibited.  I learned it first when talking/singing/dancing to Jesus.  But now I also see it as a breathing proverb that stretches out lengthily through our days.

(Photo of Mute Math by Rico Moran)

4 thoughts on “I Remember Tambourines As Freedom

  1. @ from de Cafe
    Hello there. I do suppose remembering wins the arm-wrestle with forgetting. I spent a month of “remembers” as a way of resting, taking sabbath from the usual way of doing things. I think that’s healthy.

    No no, I do not work at Starbucks. I work at a little mom-n-pop joint in downtown Pasadena. It is fun.

  2. HAVE YOU EVER SEEN mute math live? do you listen to them or just enjoy the picture? because they are NUTS nelly like, so so so good. ahhhhh lovely.

    are you going to conor oberst next week? much love.

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