1992. Guanajuato, Mexico
we stayed in guanajuato for two weeks – longer than we stayed in any other place on our ten week trip. it was a friendly town with good restaurants. the rooms were $6 a night.
i started a routine of getting up early, when the sun came up, and working on songs. it was quiet and peaceful. i’d write for several hours, then go out to get something to eat. i’d spend the rest of the day exploring the town.
songs took shape more effortlessly than they had in new york. i was finishing a new one every day – sometimes two. nothing like that had happened before, or has happened since. a lot of the songs i wrote there are on my first album.
it was such a simple existence; nothing to clutter my thoughts or distract me.
life seems much more complicated now. it’s hard to imagine getting back to a state like that again.