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I’ve been putting a lot of time into music lately, which is partly to blame for my lack of blogging (but I keep up with my RSS feeds!).
Micky New and I have been hard at work intuiting the finer details of Elevator Logic, an electroacoustic recording project (that may eventually transform into live performance).
I jumped aboard the Mysterytrain, a “rockin’, psychedelic hoe-down” with a great group of people. We have gigs in Altoona right now though State College shows are in the works.
And, of course, there’s always Cootie Brown, whose show next Saturday will pack the house so full you’ll think you’re riding a Japanese subway.
Spent last week in the Bay Area where Robert Plant, Alisson Krauss, and T-Bone Burnett played at the Hardly Strictly Bluegrass Festival in addition to a spectacular performance by Jerry Douglas (and the rather unusual presence of M.C. Hammer). Friday I’m checking out John Grisman at the State Theatre, and Monday I’m going to see the Grateful Dead and the Allman Brothers at the Bryce Jordan Center for the Change Rocks Obama/Biden benefit.
This weekend is going to be crazy.
From this week’s Postsecret
What a great song.
I had this dream back in late October of 2004:
In the University of Minnesota astronomy TA office, I find a cool looking hat. I put it on and leave the office for band practice at my church—which is actually my old church of 4 years ago and led by a pastor who left 5 years ago.
Halfway into the first song, I catch myself falling behind tempo and having a hard time concentrating. No problem, I just put some extra mental energy into it. The problem persists, though, and I start feeling a bit drowsy and lightheaded. One of my drumsticks falls out of my hand as my vision fades slightly. I manage to finish the song single-handed before falling off the drum throne and passing out on the floor. Eventually I return to the TA office where a graduate student informs me that the hat is a “tequila mist hat”, which surrounds the wearer with a fine mist of tequila, causing a slow and steady intoxication.
Shortly after I dreamt this, a good friend volunteered his interpretation:
I thought maybe it was a comparison of your astronomy hat to your drumming hat where you felt like you were inadequate at something in astronomy. However, now I’d suggest that another possibility is that maybe you’re feeling a little conflict between your musical self and your scientist self.
I wasn’t too sold on his analysis back in 2004, but now I think there’s some truth to it. I’ll never give up science or music, and I’m doing my best scheming to simultaneously pursue both professionally.
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