Laying here listening to Massive Attack and Scout with a little Jonsi mixed in. Looking out at the water, a light breeze from the open window on my face. It needs to be almost 11pm for it to be cool enough to have the a/c off and just a fan on.
The music is so soothing. My gawd, I love music ! I have such respect for all it takes to do it right, not to mention the sacrifices.
When faced with the question of if I'll tour again..I always say yes. I see this as downtime. I could be fooling myself in a muriad of ways. I fully realize that once you are not in the scene you are quickly forgotten as a viable resource. That does not diminish my capability, but it is an issue.
Oh who knows?
I certainly don't... I was able to have a good moment of realizing how I am isolating from my music pals.. I miss my friends. I guess I need to reach out and connect. Tell them I love and miss 'em... always a good place to start.
Right here right now I have a chance to be on a houseboat that is doused with baking powder, and fans and ionizers attempting to evict the former resident cat's unfortunate legacy. It's better. and my back is about 75%. Things are in a forward motion. And there are only so many things I can do at once.
Being my moody Cancerian self...I can see the good things as well as all the other things swirling in my heed. I know I am here for a good reason. And my unknown stuff will start to be revealed soon enough.
Many nights as I go to lay my head on the pillow I have this sense of all the music being played to appreciative crowds... it soothes me and yanks my heart at the same time.
Let's end this by wondering what the hell it was like to have seen Led Zeppelin live. Yes, that is the current artist on my ipod. And still one of the greatest ever IMHO. But they would have to be miraculously teleported to the current day with Jon Bonham and everything. I'd wanna see the whole shabang in it's pure form...and I'd want to see it sober.
Mother of God...I would implode from the joy!
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