Out of nowhere, a few minutes ago, I was browsing Youtube for more John Stewart songs (scroll down one post and you’ll see why), when all of a sudden there was a song that had completely flown out of my consciousness — but which had been one the very very original songs that made me pick up a guitar. “I’ll Never Find Another You” is one of those mid sixties folk-rock songs that burned very brightly for a few years — but over the course of time never quite made it to the status of a standard like similar songs like Turn, Turn, Turn, or Mr. Tambourine Man…….Hearing it unexpectedly after what — 40 years? –was just heart stopping, skin-tingling, magic. This is a pure, pure love song……so I offer this one up for the one woman I finally met who lived up to the promise of this song — Rena, it’s for you. I’ll re-learn it play it for you, but in the meantime, listen to the real thing:
One of the sad things that happens as you struggle along in years if you’re a one-upon-a-time singer/songwriter/whatnot, is that songs that you used to know kind of fall away like leaves a you leave the guitar sitting on its stand for months at a time. What was once 300 songs, becomes 250, becomes 200 …and eventually shrivels down to …what – 25, 30? That may be where I am not, although I’m combatting it by putting lyrics up on this blog to try and arrest that process. Still, gotta grab songs like this when I find them, and put them in the attic.
Year of the Spy Book Trailer
Above is the Year of the Spy Book Trailer — for my upcoming non-fiction book about espionage upheavals on the streets of Moscow in 1985.
Below is a “trailer” showcasing the writing and video services I provide to clients.
Michael Sellers — Writing and Video Services
- Arsha Sellers — Today I’m One Big Step Closer to Becoming a Real Forever Dad
- Meet Abby Sellers and Arshavin Sellers — My Wife, My Son, My Inspiration Every Day
- What the Mueller Report Actually Says
- Remembering James Blount, an American Who “Got” the Philippines in 1901
- America the Beautiful? You Mean America the Pitiful. I Am Ashamed