This is the cover of my second ever zine. The photo was taken not long after I had moved to Oregon from Wales. I used to pass by this boat whenever I went exploring for waves in the 'Three Capes' area. The boat is in Tillamook Bay and I was listening to a lot of Jawbreaker at the time. I thought it made a fitting image for CTA #2.Boat on a hill, never going to sea. Anchored to a fixer upper's dream. This boat is beat, never gonna be a boat now. Thirsty, sees the sea from high on ice plant.
He keeps patching it and painting.Thinking about his pension plan. But the boat is out to pasture. Seems it never had a chance. I wanna be a boat. I wanna learn to swim. Then I'll learn to float. Then begin again. Begin again. Boat remembers the carpenter's sure hand. Missing fishy flutter on it's rudder. Sold at an auction, on the dolly ever since. Sometimes rainy days drop boyish wonder.
He keeps patching it and painting. Thinking about his pension plan. But the boat is out to pasture. Seems it never had a chance.
I wanna be a boat. I wanna learn to swim. Then I'll learn to float. Then begin again. Begin again.
