Maybe it was the obvious void of sound from a demanding cat, but no-- something else.
The birdsong has changed.
I hear the promise of spring in their song. And the sun is rising, bringing the most stunning light show. There is hope.
I seem to be outraged every time I turn on the news now. But this took the cake. Posting that video and the first week of Black History Month? My hatred for that man runs deep.So, here is a song to commemorate the memory of a great man.
Here's to a better day.
Is it overwhelming To use a crane to crush a fly? It's a good time for Superman To lift the sun into the sky 'Cause it's gettin' heavy Well I thought it was already as heavy as can be
Tell everybody Waitin' for Superman That they should try to hold on best they can He hasn't dropped them Forgotten or anything It's just too heavy for Superman to lift
Is it gettin' heavy? Well I thought it was already as heavy as can be Tell everybody Waitin' for Superman That they should try to hold on best they can He hasn't dropped them Forgotten or anything It's just too heavy for Superman to lift
I hate spelling errors.
You can't live it down being an English teacher and claiming that spelling is your Superpower and then finding glaring errors in your work--it is unacceptable. So this disclaimer serves as a blanket warning that I am not a sloppy speller. I do check my work--even if it is after the final draft has been published. And I want to thank my critical father for my perfectionist and OCD mindset for that.
Yes, this is the kind of thing that wakes me up pre dawn. More later.
Another super talented artist I love is Andrew Bird. I found him in 2004 with the album Weather Systems 2003 Foutunately for me, he played Bloomington frequently so I saw quite a few shows. Now he plays Indy--and I have tickets to see him play with the Indianapolis Symphony Orchestra in April. And who doesn't like an accomplished whistler?
Take a listen.. Here's taste:
In 2004, I just started volunteering at WFHB, and I consumed copious amounts of music at the time. My afternoon mix required me to play several new releases per hour. While processing my newly acquired Legally Separated status, music was a welcomed distraction. But songs like this one bring it all back to the surface--so raw and full of truth--and pain. That was a painful time, for sure.
I have the day off today, and I am enjoying the solitude. Time goes by at a slower and more reflective pace. All the while, the world is running around thinking that the work they do is so necessary and important. I used to be such a productive little robot too. People live their lives in a constant state of distraction. On days like this, I'm so glad I got off that fucking hampster wheel.
Take a listen to these--side by side. What do you think?
My song today is Marc Cohen's
Dig Down DeepEnjoy!
Was looking for this song for hours today. Started the His and Hers Netflix series and--there it was. Add it to my makeout mixed tape.
Love watching her play. Especially this song. She is all over the guitar. The album is called Legs to Make Us Stronger, a record I wore out back in my DJ days. It is reminiscent of Michael Hedges Ariel Boundaries but more hip. Give it a listen, won't you?
Today has been a struggle to focus. The day has that old familiar Sunday Scary feeling to it. It doesn't help that I have planning to do and I'm not getting paid to do it. So I'll write instead.
Attachment is difficult for me. I don't like to get too attached to things--people, animals, things, because some day they will be gone. I guess that for people of faith--like I used to be-- there is comfort in knowing that you will see them again someday. And if there is a heaven, I know my cats will all be there waiting for me. Losing people is another level of loss that terrifies me. And as I move up the ranks in age and witness my aging, deteriorating family members in decline, I can see in relatively a few short months there will be some losses. How to cope? Detach? It's complicated because I love the shit out those who I let in. I give shamelessly to those select few.
Going through the divorce was the most painful life experience I have had. But from those hard things I learned the biggest lessons. It was necessary for my own personal growth. I look back at all the experiences I had simply because I didn't have to ask permission.
It taught me about self-reliance, accountability, and trusting myself. Living on my own really taught me how to detach. For 16 years I raised a super cool human, bought and sold my own house and condo, learned how to fix shit, had to trust my gut with big decisions, took chances and did some really cool and interesting stuff. Glad it played out the way it did.
I don't want to look back on my life with regrets. And so far-- I don't.
Have a good week.
