Feeling tense. Bad dreams more than anything else. I’m a little behind in getting things done, but I’m often a little behind in getting things done. Stupid open mic stress dreams, I guess they’re my equivalent to people who dream about working in the office or whatever – you know, just generalized work anxiety. Listening to mediocre music in my dreams is bad enough without dreaming that I can’t control the muddiness of it.
Monday night’s open mic at Teavolve was really fabulous. We’re deep into that place where I’m having to tell people that the list is filled up, great performers are just about a constant, but I’m definitely beginning to wonder to myself why I go through all the trouble with the webcast and everything. Viewership has dropped off and I only get a dozen or so watchers nowadays. There’s always a big blip with out-of-towners – I think it may be that my URL isn’t as easy anymore, which is a frustration. I just need a fifteen free minutes to work out the old URL and make that function properly and maybe we’ll make it easy for people again.
My old friend Andrew Luttrell came out to Teavolve – it was a thrill to see him walk through the door, though I’m kind of annoyed that out of ALL of my friends I’m the one who’s the greyest… vain I know but…
Last night’s open mic at The Board and Brew was NOT as fulfilling, though I really can’t decide if that’s legitimately the night or if it was more the depression that settles on me whenever I’m truly not getting anything LIKE enough sleep. There was a really killer piano player that showed up out of the blue, and I tried out my new song again (I got goaded into trying it at Teavolve too) – I hope the former comes and back and the latter… well, the latter will surely get better. I was sloppy by the end of the night and I was aware of my attention span wavering, but also aware of really, really, really needing to play.
Ugh – and as a side note : Saint Patrick’s Day anywhere near the University of Maryland is just stupid. Driving in I had to deal with a couple of cars that were obviously already a little inebriated. In just walking from my car to the Board and Brew I passed three kids throwing up – and that was at five in the afternoon. The drive home on route one involved a lot of defensive driving. I guess too much police presence around Looney’s would be bad for the school’s image? Ugh.
Well. Hopefully the tension will fade down. It’s a pretty relaxed weekend and I’ll be able to catch up on some work here and there – posters for April go out today and I realized that my version of “behind” (a couple of holes in my calendar in May that I kind of want to keep, actually, holes in my calendar in July and August that I need to start working on… ) isn’t as bad as some peoples’…
February 27th, 2015 – very sad to hear of the passing of Leonard Nimoy. A lot of people have said “Go where no man has gone before…” but many, many, many have gone that way… Snow day! The neighbour’s kids, though loud, create fun and whimsical things! The nice thing about snow days is that they generally instill a desire to write music. I’ve actually been spectacularly (by comparison) proliferate in the past couple of weeks. Life is good with songs about travel, getting scolded by other people’s religions, aging in bars, being a rocker… Thursday March 12th found ilyAIMY featuring at Peace and a Cup a Joe in Baltimore, MD. Marc Avon Evans, Kevin and Chuck the Mad Ox do an amazing job of hosting the night and generally creating the finest of environments. It was a very fun night – Heather and I have both been featured artists previously, this is the first time ilyAIMY has been a feature – and it was awesome! Mosno Al-Moseeki. One of the other performers at Acoustic Soul at Peace and a Cup a Joe was Scott Paynter – Scott is doing some solo stuff right now, but he’s better known at the lead singer of Jah Works, one of the east coast’s bigger touring reggae bands. In college I was asked to come and play with them by one of the other members – I see what Jah Works has done over the years and imagine what a different Life I’d have had if I’d gone that route.
