Out of Sight, Out of (My) Mind
What can I say? I'm not really out of my mind, but I liked the opportunity to use it in the title.
I have actually tried to post several times, only to have some occurrence impede my efforts. And the list of impediments seems endless -among them: Blogger's acting buggy or my browser crashes or someone calls and needs my ear for some lengthy expository ( and there has been a lot of that lately) or my 16 year old is melting down (again!) or I have a house guest or there are other friends in town that desire my company or I get to my laptop and end up stumbling upon some wretchedly addictive game (addictive because it's so delightfully mindless) or I slip into the indulgence of my latest preoccupation -researching my escape plan from these Divided States. (More on this later... The subject is covered in one of my many blog drafts that didn't made it to post.) And then there is work...and the time spent in avoidance of work.
Before writing this post, I was down in my studio recording after having found some rough tracks of song I wrote and completely forgot about. And I actually think it's good. I love it when things like this happen. Apparently, I was in one of those states of mind when something is bothering me and I actually record a vocal track with extemporaneous lyrics at the same time as the guitar track. This is when the truth comes out. I have a lot of songs with all the tracks put down, and a hook, chorus and melody but no verses. I hate writing lyrics when it's forced (and obviously I won't do it or I'd have more finished songs.)
Case in point: I took a break to see if an e-mail arrived with a link to some resources on a audio software site and found Richard's comment inquiring as to whether or not he should file a missing persons report. That was enough to make me take a moment out to give the assurance that I am still alive and as well as I can possibly be, given the many things on my mind. (And thanks for asking, Richard!) I started this post at 10:00PM.
Before I could finish writing this, my phone rang. It was my friend from LA calling. (She was last weekend's house guest.) These calls are rarely short, and as expected, this one wasn't, though I did actually get to talk a little this time. Since I could neither record nor finish this post while fulfilling my phone-based social network maintenance obligations, I decided to make two giant pots of vegitable soup. The house is freezing insided and I hate lighting the heaters for a number of reasons. So, just as I got the soup going and the kitchen cleaned up, the phone rang again. It's 1:00AM now and Renard is calling to see if he can pick up the groceries I bought for him. I was just about ready to return to this post, upload it, and get back to my musical pursuits. No dice. We are having issues again. We discuss them until after 3:00AM.
Renard leaves and I try to redo the guitar tracks on the song but my fingers are too cold. (It's in the 40°s here, and very dry. Yesterday it was in the 80°s and very humid. November in New Orleans. It's too late and I'm so cold that I must take a hot bath before I can get into bed. (My little bed-warmer is spending the night with her friend down the street.
So, now I'm bathed, I'm finishing this post and I can barely see straight now that the Ambien is really kicking in. I've got to be up in a few hours to head with the kids to the Lake House for Thanksgiving. I need some good, deep sleep between now and then. It's now 5:45 AM.
So much for going back to the studio tonight. When the day comes that I get all these songs in the proper state for copyright and get the tracks shaped up, I promise to send you all a CD (if you want one, of course). Then I hope to ink some fabulous publishing deal and live off passive income in some wonderful place for thr rest of my life. I just hope hell doesn't freeze over first.
Again, sorry I just disappeared like that, but I really did have good intentions. (And if you remember the cliche about good intentions, you know where I must be going when I die!) After this holiday, I'll be back, I miss all you guys!