Addition By Addition ...

You know it's a strange day when not one, but two, former bandmates contact you.

Nothing surprises me these days, less than a week into T.Y.o.U.T. The kirtan problem worked itself out overnight, with a minimum of fuss, but I gleaned useful information about all sides. (It's probably best that most people don't know how fast my mind works, and that I am constantly sizing everyone and everything up for a tactical advantage.)

My feeling had been that my outer life would change through addition by subtraction. I certainly wasn't expecting addition by addition. Yet there I was, accepting a gig in March down in Long Branch with my former (and rather attractive) collaborator Lisa, and having an hour long reconnection with my former guitarist T. Yes, that T. You remember that old story ...

I expect nothing from him. I gave that up a long time ago, long before I found success on my own. But even just the 1% chance that this time is different (and to be fair, he just got a guitar endorsement, and kinda has to produce something now) and there could actually be a new CG album in 2013 is enough to make today the strangest of days.

In the meantime, I have a life to live, a family that needs tending, a book to write, a Muse that is lonely. This is not the first curveball of T.Y.o.U.T. and it surely is not the last.

And now, to wait for That Dear Boy to pop up on Skype ...