Memorial Day: Keeping it in perspective
May 27, 2007
This arrived in my email this week, reminding us to keep it all in perspective.
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PICNIC ON MONDAY after Dallas Arb. show
May 25, 2007
Yes, we are still going to have a Super Pal Picnic after the children's show at the Dallas Arboretum on Monday, 5/28.
Please bring blankets and food and let's sit and chat and chew and enjoy the beauty of the flowers, the day, each other.
Looking forward to it, and thanks for coming out!
Even thought I think war is never the answer, God bless the troops serving, and all those valiant men and women who have served over the years. And God bless all the civilians who have been caught up in the midst of any war...make they find relief, shelter, food and an END to all hostilities and brutalities.
I have a giant bumper sticker that I got 17 years ago from an anti-death penalty rally that reads: "Millions to kill, pennies to heal."
I have never put it on my car, but I think the time to finally do so is now, with all the worldwide suffering going on. The message applies on so many levels.
Sara
posted by Sara Hickman at 05:38 am
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Charles Bukowski and Joseph Arthur
May 24, 2007
by Charles Bukowski
I can't have it
and you can't have it
and we won't
get it
so don't bet on it
or even think about
it
just get out of bed
each morning
wash
shave
clothe
yourself
and go out into
it
because
outside of that
all that's left is
suicide and
madness
so you just
can't
expect too much
you can't even
expect
so what you do
is
work from a modest
minimal
base
like when you
walk outside
be glad your car
might possibly
be there
and if it is-
that the tires
aren't
flat
then you get
in
and if it
starts--you
start.
and
it's the damndest
movie
you've ever
seen
because
you're
in it--
low budget
and
4 billion
critics
and the longest
run
you ever hope
for
is
one
Day.
And now, a poem by Joseph Arthur... he is a singer/songwriter on tour with his band (Joseph Arthur and the Lonely Astronauts), and was feeling discouraged because he's going to towns to perform, and, in some cases, seats are empty. Since I just played two shows (out of five) where there were very few people, I was grateful to my sister-in-law, Cindy, who sent these poems my way to say, "Hey, you're not alone...keep doing what you do..."
Depression in the Back Lounge
by Joseph
In alabama
Depression in the back lounge
Dig deep
For here comes the show
Dig deep
Don't let the head spin you into being the victim
Renunciation
Disillusionment comes to all lucky enough to face it
The music industry is in a drought
The independent artist
Has more freedom
But also more burden
When out here making it on your own
The many twists and turns of the road
Can and will knock you sideways
In alabama
Depression in the back lounge
Every job has its bag of shit
But with music or any art
You put your soul and your passion into it
Its hard to stay detached enough to endure the waves of the road without crashing into every shore
Its a privilege
And its a punishment
Its a contradiction
I'm not sure I will come thru some of these towns again
Not because I don't love travel, or playing for the folks
But because the folks, in certain towns ain’t been coming out
Or at least not in numbers justifying our return
I'm trying to stay above this circumstance
To battle thru
To have fun
To live in the moment
But
In the back lounge
In alabama
Depression has its way of folding over me like a blanket
And whispering
Nasty things in my ear
I gotta dig deep
Its show time
And you can never punish the people who came
For the people who didn’t
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Sitting in A Towel
May 21, 2007
Friday....flew out to San Jose, and was given a bonus treat: got to fly part way with one of my best friends' dads! Doak is an avid softball player, and was on his way to a tournament, so we shared a chuckle and his iPod playlist. We talked about the kids (his grandchildren, my daughters) and grimaced over some of the newspaper headlines. He was delighted when I was able to share my free Southwest drink coupons, too! Finally! Someone uses the coupons I've been carrying in my backpack all these years!
Gene picked me up at the airport and we came home to his house for a quick lunch, then headed on to San Mateo, where I hooked up with dear Kathy T. and her adorable daughter, Amelia. We met at B Street, a music store, to rent the P.A. for the first two gigs of the weekend. Packed up, after some delicious ice cream down the street, Kathy, Amelia and I headed on to Moraga, California, where I was to perform the next a.m. and p.m.
We arrived at the home of David and Shari (Shar-ee), who own a vineyard that scales up the side of a gianormous hill behind their lovely, Martha Vineyard'sesque home. Gracious hosts, I was treated to an afternoon of fun with Ali, their youngest daughter, and Amelia (both 4.) I told stories and we sang songs over homemade cheese enchiladas I made...which looked very appetizing until Ali shared the culinary twist of adding vanilla yogurt on top. But, she ate it all, lickety split! I went to bed around 9 (11 pm Texas time, mind you), cuz I knew it would be another early morning next day.
Got up around 6:30 am, lay in bed, watching the fog roll in over the carefully manicured yard and gardens, breathing in, quietly enjoying the stillness.
Finally took a shower, and had a cereal bar, popped in the car with Kathy and Amelia and headed to the first gig, a 5K run for the children of Zimbabwe. There is a foundation that helps raise pediatric monies and builds schools. I will post more on it later.
The morning was GORGEOUS. California sunshine and hills of yellow flowers and green trees. Everyone was running around a track and then up in the hills while I sang all the upbeat songs I know...It was a fun way to celebrate people doing good in this world...Me singing to keep them engaged in their footrun. Then, Dan, the head of the foundation, got up to speak, and we heard about the amazing things that are happening....that was very moving....Then, families came over and sat in the happy sun, having picnics, while I sang kids songs. I even got a green popsicle and many hugs!
After we had packed up all the equipment, Kathy, her very nice husband, David, Amelia and Ali and I went to have lunch in an Italian restaurant.
I was feeling a little weary, but not much.
We got back to the vineyard, and everything was started to be in full swing...catering was working hard to get cheese, olive and bread trays ready with a variety of oils from around the world...Cleaning and vaccumming and re-setting up of the P.A. I took a short nap. By then, Gene had arrived and was helping, too. This event centered around Parkmon Wines, their 5th anniversary of being in business. I actually sampled the wines (not a drink I hardly ever have...just don't like wine, beer, etc)...I liked the rose, although dry and not sweet, and the Vegnion (I do not think I am spelling that right...oops...a white wine) It was exciting to see how folks can build a business out of their garage and backyard!
Folks started arriving around 4ish, and Gene, David (Kathy's husband, not the owner of the vineyard) and I went downstairs so I could warm up...As the two were listening to me, I laughed and referred to it as an R & B, instead of a B & B...ha ha! Wouldn't that be cool? To go relax at a B & B, and have live musicians sing you to sleep, or sing to you over breakfast! Get it? The R & B! Ha ha ha. I can't hear you laughing, but I'll just pretend you think it's clever!
So, the gig was fun. Again, another picnic oriented vibe....only all adults, so I could be a little rowdier. People drinking and buying wine, tasting foods and laughing, me singing and frolicking behind the mic. Lovely night! I felt like I was in some mythical Greek landscape, what with the rolling hills, the grape vines, the multi-colored gardens and reds, oranges, and dust colored rocks of garden walls winding up into the tops of the hill.
David (the vineyard owner) popped out with his harmonica, and we did "Stupid Love" and "Honky Tonk Woman".
Gene kindly drove us back to San Jose after all was said and done, and we got home, gosh, I don't know when. It was very late. We had to get up early Sunday morning to drive another 1 hour and 20 minutes so I could perform live on KPIG around 10:30 am. Love those guys! John is the DJ, and we were cracking each other up. I sang "Everything's Red" (for rock-n-roll), then talked about the new song, "The One", and sang from the perspective/voice of the mother of the young man who murdered the students/teachers at Virginia Tech, and then closed with "Too Fast". It was AWESOME because people were emailing in and John read a couple of the email responses on the air! I was so happy to know people were responding...
Gene and I drove on to Monterey, where we were blessed to be guests of the Cannery Row Monterey Bay Aquarium....historical and wonderful place....I can't wait to bring the family to see this aquarium. By far, the best I've ever been to....We stopped for some Thai food for lunch...
ah! Tom Yom Kha soup...who can beat that?! And Pad Thai, of course.
Ok, I will write about the Treehouse Concert later...we are off to the next gig for tonight...Don Quixote's....hope all is well in your world.
Keep believing and spreading good love, and I'll do the same.
XO
You know who
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The Inspiration of A Girl at the Piano and Her Mother’s Love
May 18, 2007
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