Forgive me, it’s been 10 days since my last confession. Unfortunately, I have no new sins to report. I have been spending an inordinate amount of time at this ordinateur lately, upgrading my operating system (Mac OSX) & getting everything working like i like it. Boring, Sidney, boring.
Friday, was it, Tory rescued me at 10pm & took me four blocks to 22nd & Mission, where Rube Waddell was playing on the street, tubas, harmonica, ukelele, guitar, drums, trumpet, & a few other unnamables. Great scene, probably 50 people gathered watching, dancing, laughing. Why have I been so stuck inside lately, instead of playing constantly as was my intent after Sweet’s Mill?
Partly, i blame my tooth. I lost momentum with music cos i couldn’t play for a week after Lark. & i also got used to being in front of the computer a lot. So i just kept doing that, even when i could play again. It actually feels like a serious problem. Damn, if i had to have an addiction, it could at least have been a fun one, something social….
Did some recording with Tobias & Eliot, Turkish & Greek stuff. First time recording in a studio (a fancy one at that) for me. It’s so unforgiving, a bit discouraging sometimes, to listen back & hear out of tune notes I didn’t notice before, weird mistakes. But it turned out to be fun & there are a few good takes, perhaps to make an EP or somesuch.