If I were asked, as A Widely Travelled Gigster, how I manage to survive thebanality and vacousness which presses on much of this life, one answer wouldbe: occasional manifestations and displays of intention, evidenced by thecare taken in presenting small acts of quality. Like, making a good cup ofcoffee. A "big" act of quality is too much to take on, and indicates that wehave little clue as to what we are undertaking. A "small" act of quality issufficient, perhaps as "large" as a "big" act of quality. But how rare!
The small, occasional outbreaks of care which present themselves nourishme, and give me strength to continue.
So, I pumped down this moderately warm latte in the lobby of the Swissotelwhile reading "Taking With The Left Hand".
Now, saunaed up (the only way I am able to get convincingly cleaned) andgently swum, I am meeting the directions of Hugh The Fierce.
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Tom McCarthy and Jessica, & Victor McSurely, have dropped me off at thehotel after the gig. Tom & Victor both work with The Bluemen in Boston, andare both writing their personal histories within Guitar Craft. Several ofthe more experienced team are doing the same. Tom has already sent me hisfirst draft, and Victor gave me his first draft tonight. He suggests aweekend together of the early Crafties to trigger memories andrecollections.
Tonight's club is owned, reportedly, by Aerosmith. It's a dual club: twosmall venues separated by a thinnish wall. The soundscapes were regularlyaccompanied and punctuated by heavy rock grooves emanating through the wall.The audience were generous and patient, with good comments and questions.Jim Sullivan from the Globe asked the "little Elvis" question.
Musically, into the deep end: where is this going? I'm not sure where itwent, but I enjoyed going there.
"Remember to play."
