Not only Scotland – everywhere should be home for everyone. Some might feel alienation walking up the driveway to Lord Dunabunk’s mansion; or through a grafittied inner city slum. Manhattan on a particular Sunday evening in February felt to me like the darkest place on earth. When the crowds depart they leave behind loneliness and striving, not natural beauty. For all kinds of reasons Scotland just feels more like somewhere I would be glad to identify with. That’s about a perception of flowing energy – not necessarily people as individuals.
I went to bed late cursing the online IT difficulties and woke up wishing I could have a break from working. In my head I could hear an amazing “Caledonian sounding” instrumental, actually called Coming Home, by Vinnie Moore. I love that sound, every time I hear it, it puts the hook in me and for some reason I always think of Scotland – the moorlands and the sea. Then I thought of that beautiful negro-spiritual feel to Dory Previn’s Going Home. Check out those two sounds anytime – they will blow you away.