Sunday, 12th September 2004

20.25

World HQ.

Practising with Pat & Tony on the 17" & the Rig on the 15".

A day of friends visiting for lunch, including Big Willy. Big Willy is just about to donate the next 9 months of his life to touring with a world-league group. How to survive that period of time touring? The pay-off is in the music, in the performance. Those two hours a day make it possible.

Big Willy tells me this, and I common-feel his words. Sadly, with deep sadness, those two hours a day no longer have the intrinsic & vitalising power that makes public performance possible for me. Rather the two hours of violation, soul-sucking & bad manners that are now a standard accompaniment to my life as public performer – the audience have rights, after all – are usually the low spot of a day on the road. I go onstage to engage the audience, not protect myself from them. How many times has that been typed, spoken, declared?

With this Crim, I feel re-enthused & energised for playing. But not to many audiences of my professional acquaintance. And, in the re-direction of my professional life currently underway (and David's and DGM's) an interesting offer was waiting in my e-box.

Dribbling continues & forcing forward against jet lag dribblation.

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