Tuesday, September 19th, 2017 10:02 AM
Another day in Paradise. A good seven hours of shuteye in there. Plenty of dreaming. I love the scenarios in my dreams, because they're often combinations of places. Wish I could remember them better, but it's probably just as well that I don't.
Music News. I might be a guest performer on someone's CD. Maybe it's jinxing it by talking about it, but I'm not that damned superstitious to begin with. Still, I said that I might be, which leaves all that room for whatever might go wrong. Anyway, this was discussed on Saturday at my gig.
I don't know that you could call it practice, but I had a pretty good playing session yesterday. Stumbled onto a few playalongs that were off my beaten track. Will probably upload them today to my YouTube page. One is a country-rock sort of affair, which forced me to get out of my usual bag of tricks.
What a great expression: bag of tricks. Got that from my Dad, who got that from someone else. Passed down from generation to generation. And it's a necessity, as an improvising musician, to have an array of things at your disposal. But it's necessary, at least every so often, to leave the bag on the shelf. What emerges becomes a new bag of tricks if repeated enough, but is at least fresh territory for awhile.
Today is an exercise day. Only got in one last week, and trying to do better this week. Sunday was a Cardio session, and today will probably be weights. Hopefully some guitar practice or at least constructive playing with whatever's left of my ass after I'm done.
Cat on printer, working her way to my lap- and then draping herself over my left arm, thus immobilizing it. I guess I've said everything I meant to. Okay, here she comes. Thanks for reading, whoever-reads-this. More later.