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I'm too old for that bullshit

I've always been silent and waited for things to fix themselves, and they usually don't. This whole actually fixing things before they sink to the bottom of the well is...good. Maybe it'll get less difficult as time goes by.

I'm going to help you because you're playing this so well...

Odd how I always feel like I'm plodding through mud when I'm supposedly showing the most improvement. Oh well, a good lesson this week will undoubtably be balanced by an attack of Ravel next week...gawds but triplets eat my soul. My reeds are good too. Weird.

I feel like a landscaper three days a week and have to remind myself that I'm a musician when I get home. I have a bucket full of heather, a wierd succulent, and many, many bulbs. I need soil and a pot and black jewels. Yes.

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Gawds I totally understand the double life thing. Every Friday night is a shock, as is every Tuesday morning.

Oh, right, I'm running a theatre company, revitalising my business, writing a webcomic, etc etc.

Oh, right, I'm a construction worker.

Every week, I feel kinda like two people. I like both of them, but they are a bit at odds.

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