release
so i have now officially released the new disc. went to d.c. and stayed at the crazy videogaming latenight opinionating techno-crib and had a pretty unusual cd release band show at bangkok blues infamous thai restaurant with ron goad the promiscuous percussionist and tim lyons bassist and musician extraordinaire, and while the swampy not-so-rehearsed jams of the new songs were fun and earnest, it was still the unplanned stuff i pulled out solo that really moved both myself and the audience. the event really caused me a whole new spur of reflection upon the whole live apparition of what i am doing, and was a learning process if there ever was one. kristina speed unfortunately couldn’t make it on over to this coast to open the show and play in the band, so dc’s own flo anito started off the night with gusto while ron and i egged her on.
next night happened to be the randomnest night ever, but somehow fully needed. up in d.c.-offshoot maryland was this neighborhood association’s sweet fall community event where young and old gathered around little contained fires and made smores and i tried to entertain the rambunctious mass of life in front of stacks of hay and halloween décor. when the guitat thru the amp and me singing into the wind failed to take over the airwaves of the big courtyard, the next idea was executed- yesindeed, for the first time in my life, the brittney spears headset microphone was donned in consummate diva brilliance, and i sang and looked around sheepishly for incriminating paparazzi to jump out from the bushes, ready to ruin my cred for life. but it was fine enough- i can imagine Michael Jordan giving an inspiring talk to a whole school or something and walking around with one of those things and somehow making it work, so i talked myself into workin it baby. and it didn’t hurt that every soul there was as nice as ghandi and welcoming as the swiss ambassador, pushing hot chai and bags of smoremakings into my hands..
i don’t quite fully know why, but lately in a very affected way i have gravitated back toward the film ‘lost in translation’. the thing kills me it is so subtly brilliant, and every time i watch it, i am more and more moved by the layers that unfold before me. like it is speaking this universal thing to me about my life that i don’t even yet fully comprehend, but i know that it is so important and so vital to me. it’s essentially about finding a sense of connection amidst the total awkwardness of life, and while that can sometimes be momentary and fleeting, it is still the most important thing we can have in us, and it is up to us to react and reverberate upon the things that make us truly alive, no matter what they have to do with convention. this movie has this quiet way that it speaks its ponderings that i haven’t really seen in anything else. i think it’s pretty amazing that sofia coppola, dear as she may be, still the heiress of film royalty, was able to achieve such a pure moment of transcendence in this piece. seriously, go back to it if it’s been awhile or if you need a film night that will give you every emotion in the book… when i first saw it i remember i was just pretty much on the level of ‘wow, really good movie. scarlett’s gorgeous, bill murray is wonderful, amazing cinematography.’ but now every time i watch the thing i am more and more just this rabid fan of every moment. like the whole crescendo of the piece is just undulating towards this universally moving high like the most perfect art should.
so i am laying out my calendar, and as the temperatures drop more and more so increases my wanderlust. i am generally waiting for the whole sensibility to overtake me, because once again i am finding myself in a place where there is nothing tying me down. and i must keep relearning this as a gift, not a dampener.