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Hotel Modesto, Rosario.
The Happy Gigster’s Guide (Chapter: On Checking-In To Accomodations Of All Qualities At Night) tells us you will wake in the morning to discover your proximity to construction sites, gas stations, motorways and/or industrial-scale air conditioning plant. I have one site ahead & one to the left…
Hernan’s room is adjoining mine, so he is probably regretting that he is not as au fait with The HGG as myself. Hammering began just after eight.
The breakfasting chamber…
… also looks out on a construction site. But I am a happy boy…
12.20 Discussion with Hernan: how to raise money for the GC house? He has let go of acquiring a particular building in Buenos Aires, an ideal centre for activities there. It comes down to this: if you see the need, it must be addressed personally. And Hernan lives in Kiel.
Five ways of raising money:
1. A benefactor;
2. Undertaking specific pieces of work on behalf of the project;
3. Selling stuff;
4. Donations;
5. Tithing.
Under the heading of selling stuff: for me, this comes down to selling my guitars.
There is also the notion of sacrifice. Nothing of value becomes possible without sacrifice. So, to realise a GC House in Bredonborough, England, sacrifice is not only inevitable, it is necessary. But only to those who feel that necessity.
The future opens for some, the future closes for others, in the same moment.
14.48 E-flurrying.
There are now 6 people committed to tithing.
Lobby call at 17.40.
01.12 A taxi with Hernan to the venue I…
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The taxi driver was not a happy bunny: he said nothing, while emanating unpleasantness & negativity. I found myself keenly anticipating the escape of my person from within the sphere of his personal presence & broadcasting-zone. Ever wonder why people seem to avoid our company, when we’re not saying or doing anything (we assume)? It’s because our emanations are not nice; because we are thinking not-nice thoughts; and feeling not-nice feelings; these have physiological consequences; part of which is that we smell bad; eg negativity smells bitter.
The venue I…
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Sound check I…
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The soundcheck made very difficult by the young man on the monitor desk. He lacked the necessary competence & was unable to handle 11 inputs. After 50 minutes of going nowhere, an older man was asked to take over: all done in 10 minutes.
Artist space I…
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Dressing room of the (English) star…
A good performance with an exceptionally supportive audience: the goodwill was tangible onstage. But there are, almost always, one or two jerks who piss in the village well. Like, the camera at the beginning of the first encore. What a pity. This behaviour is usually justified by I just couldn’t help myself! or I had to do it! This is a dangerous line of argument. If we are unable to accept responsibility for our own behaviour, the tendency is for external authority to impose rules of conduct. Security at performances is not a subtle instrument, not conducive to developing the artist-performer relationship.
In the audience: the Grandmother of Mariana & the Mothers of Luciano & Fernando.
Supper afterwards. Exceptionally good feasting.
The performance was made possible by the work of the Rosario Guitar Circle. Without them, we would not be here.
Back to the Hotel Modesto & the life of the Gigster…
The advice of The HGG on preparing to leave your on-the-road accommodation - however bad you feel tonight, in the morning you will feel worse: so pack now.
"The right thing at the wrong time is wrong.
The wrong thing at the right time may be right.
The right thing at the right time is beautiful."
