It is kind of cold as I make my way back from NYC tonight. I forgot a jacket. I went to a screening and my mind feels like it has been through a meat grinder. Too much thinking. After a delayed late night train, I pass through a stinky Hoboken garage to land in my car with the heat on high. I turn to my trusty iPod for some relaxation music for the ride home. Sim Redmond Band never fails me. They are Ithaca-based and play the Grassroots Festival I’ve gone to the past couple of years. The music is sometimes described as African, reggae and roots-influenced. Wherever Sim gets his inspiration, his words and music take me to a breezy oceanside when the sun has disappeared below the horizon and a few stars are glowing brightly in the darkness above. There is a fire but it is the arms of someone special holding me that makes me warm. You can download a bunch of tunes from their site. I’d start with Life is Water, Hurricane and Arms Around the Sun. The song that sparked this meander is 500 Miles, in case you pick up an album.