If your name is Julian and you are or were a street kid from the East Coast floating around San Francisco in late 2011/early 2012, if you had your guitar stolen by another homeless person, if you stayed at The Music Box in Oakland.... hit me up. It's been a long time buddy.
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You slept on the floor of a church you said
I slept on decisions and a real Ikea bed
You gave me a dollar when I played "No Children"
and I gave you a holler but you weren't there to listen when I called
The other day
I left a message
just to say
To call me back
And let me know
How things are going
if you still go
The second time I met you you were late by far
Some man had stolen all your things, you'd only rescued your guitar
And I remember thinking just how strange it would be
if I carried my whole life around with me, just like a snail
It made me flinch
But you were kind
About my privilege
And none of this
makes any sense
But all that I've left of you
are these shreds of remembrance
you called me brave
I'd no reply
but if I had to answer now
then I would tell you
Julian, Julian
If you'd come back to the city
I'd meet you in the Presidio where
eyes wide, you and I
contemplated our own fate and found a smile
We walked Divisadero and we barely spoke
But shoulder next to shoulder we did share our yoke
You said it had been a long time since you'd seen
Trees and rocks and flowers dressed in brown and green, so I hitched up
My dragging skirts
And hiked the hills
Until I hurt
And then we sat
You smoked a joint
And all the tourists came and went
from Inspiration Point
The sun went down
We hit the road
I said goodbye on Geary
And that's the last time that we spoke in person
Julian, Julian
If you'd come back to the city
I'd meet you in the Presidio where
eyes wide, you and I
contemplated our own fate and found a smile
of a different kind
of a different kind
The one part I omitted
was the moment I admitted
that long ago I didn't want to try
you looked straight ahead and softly you said so did I
Julian, Julian
If you'd come back to the city
I'd meet you in the Presidio where
eyes wide, you and I
contemplated our own fate and found the height of wonder
Julian, Julian,
If you'd come to San Francisco
I would tell you how I missed you and how
some days, when I'm on Haight,
I still check at every corner for a trace
of your face.
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Beautifully played and full of moving vocal performances, the Bay Area singer/songwriter's latest is a stellar work of art. Bandcamp Album of the Day Feb 3, 2023