Latin Translator
Poet, Educator, Speaker, Host, Writer
Friday, July 9, 2010
Hot!
So I bet you're expecting me to talk about how hot its been. How grueling it is in our apartment. How sleeping means sweating. Buuuuttt I'd rather talk about my mind. Has anyone seen it? I think it was left on the FREAKING SAUNA THAT IS LIFE LATELY!!!
Friday, July 2, 2010
On that roooaaad agaaaiiiinnn...
A week (and change) on the road. Now I'm back home relaxing. And I tell you I feel...hmm. I'd like to say how happy I am. How great it is to be on home turf. How awesome it is to wake up to the sound of birds singing and a gentle breeze instead of someone going to the bathroom, snoring, rifling through things, blowing a nose, turning on the light, talking on the phone, talking to someone else there, talking to him or herself, loud music, gas pumping time (one of my tour duties regardless of the time or state of sleep) and all the other glorious methods of waking from the oh so cherished sleep while on tour. The reality is...I'm starting to like being on the road.
I've started to like the available ears 24 hours a day. The open minds. The laughter and incessant chatter of hilarity, political discourse, and life's journey. Waking to a different place every few hours while meeting and building bonds with new persons at each stop. The performing on new stages for new crowds in new venues. The good food made by chef's 1, 2 and whatever new temporary or restaurant chef we encounter. The late night convo's with other artists living the dream of performing out of love and the (at times annoying) feeling that this is why he or she has been given breath. The ever changing scenes out of the van's windows (much better than anything currently on TV). The knowledge gained not only of the locations current events or history but also the knowledge gained by saying hello to someone and hearing their story. Learning of his or her path, the lessons learned and the journey's of their ancestors. What gets me the most is realizing that we are all on a journey...taking different routes but on a journey none the less. All this and more makes me wonder if I'm meant to be a nomad.
Latin Translator
Poet, Educator, Speaker, Host, Writer
www.debeforerecords.com
www.daybeforesoundtour.blogspot.com
I've started to like the available ears 24 hours a day. The open minds. The laughter and incessant chatter of hilarity, political discourse, and life's journey. Waking to a different place every few hours while meeting and building bonds with new persons at each stop. The performing on new stages for new crowds in new venues. The good food made by chef's 1, 2 and whatever new temporary or restaurant chef we encounter. The late night convo's with other artists living the dream of performing out of love and the (at times annoying) feeling that this is why he or she has been given breath. The ever changing scenes out of the van's windows (much better than anything currently on TV). The knowledge gained not only of the locations current events or history but also the knowledge gained by saying hello to someone and hearing their story. Learning of his or her path, the lessons learned and the journey's of their ancestors. What gets me the most is realizing that we are all on a journey...taking different routes but on a journey none the less. All this and more makes me wonder if I'm meant to be a nomad.
Latin Translator
Poet, Educator, Speaker, Host, Writer
www.debeforerecords.com
www.daybeforesoundtour.blogspot.com
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