After waking up to the surprise that an inch of snow had fallen overnight, I took E to work, only to learn that my unreliable freelance gig was canceled yet again. He gave no explanation. The roads were cleaned by 10am. So WTF?!?
This took the wind out of my sails, as you might imagine. I decided to go to Beth Ann's for a few hours, to just talk and play and have tea and cookies. It was also International Women's Day, so a girl kirtan session seemed in order.
I showed her the Amanda Palmer TED video which lit the internet, and my heart, on fire last week. It seemed particularly relevant to our band, learning how to survive creatively and financially in our rapidly changing culture. I am happy to say that BA understood it completely.
You should watch it. Even if you are not an artist. Watch it.
There was a bit of tomfoolery getting me to and from BA's, unfortunately, as Bug's car broke down yet again, so E and J had to come pick me up, since the three of us were now sharing one car. We played a few more songs for them and left, but the vibe sank again from there.
I will not go into the particulars. (I will say, to be clear, that it had nothing to do with The Muse situation.) But instead of being in front of a bunch of people playing music, I spent the night deep in the trenches, trying to solve seemingly unsolvable problems.
As I said, I did not love today. So I will wrap up, and go sit with the beautifully packaged story that came in the mail from my new friend Sylvia, and hope that tomorrow is better.
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