I put on Woody Russell's sampler CD. He's an outstanding singer-songwriter from Austin, Texas. I met him at the Winterfolk music festival this weekend and he encouraged me to come down to Texas sometime to play. (I've been meaning to for awhile, because I was born there.)
Without consciously thinking about it, I picked up his CD...and I laughed, then cried, when the second song came on.
It's called The Skin I'm In . (Check it out!)
It goes: "This is the skin I'm in...and in the skin I'm in I've got to live...cause I have made my bed and I will sleep in it, with no regrets."
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While eating lunch, I decided to read the paper.
On the inside front cover of the Globe and Mail, a headline (about the Super Bowl, pigskin!) proclaimed "It's all about celebrity".
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Oddly enough, today I had no desire whatsoever to be a subway busker.
1 comment:
Hi Lynn,
I think every now and then we need a little emotional/creative recharge time. Sometimes it is a small thing that triggers it, sometimes large.
I'm taking a little break myself right now. Felt a need to stop communicating (blogging etc.) and just be quiet for a while. Time to refill the well.
Your music is beautiful, and you are reaching people on a personal level. You will continue to do that whether people are hearing you on the subway, in Texas, or on the radio.
Best,
Anita
p.s. I'll be back blogging soon, I promise!
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