I-95 again. Covered in snow again. More coming tonight. Driving’s going to be brutal unless a lot of people have a lot more sense than us and stay home. They’re remaking “We Are The World”. Where once was Bob Dylan there’s now Lil Wayne, singing his part under the heavy watch of autotune software. Come on – if you can’t perform, let your percussionist sing it.
All in all the world’s gone mad.
I got a little mushy about being part of a great musical community. Unfortunately I think that most don’t realize it, don’t know what it’s like in some other circles, and beyond that don’t think I’m being particularly genuine. There’s definitely aspects of our scene that I dislike – and there are performers that I hate, but there’s no need to get catty – the positives HUGELY outweigh the negatives.
Last Tuesday Kristen and I checked out the open mic at Trax on Wax around the corner from our home in Catonsville, MD. When a guy you meet at a coffeehouse writes your band name on his hand… well… you know you’ve arrived! Or at least… that he likes you. Nice handwriting too We met up with Brennan’s band Petal Blight and had a great time performing in a record store. Kids? Those black discs on the wall are like CDs!
