It Happened Again… AAARGHH!!!!

Just things, Outdoors

Just the same as last year. I missed out on a free Black Ball Ferry ride on my birthday to Vancouver Island due to being sick. On top of that, it was free admission day to the Royal B.C. Museum. I lost out big time this year. Oh well… whatcha gonna do.

Other than a trip to town to get more groceries and a doctor visit, I have been pretty much cooped up at home for nine days until today. I celebrated by going out to the lighthouse and putting up some signs and enjoying the out-of-doors. It sure felt good to be back out there on the beach and seeing those snow-covered Olympic Mountains, and the day was pretty nice – ended up being the calm before the storm.

I came home for lunch and my ears are stopped up and sore from being sick so after lunch I had to wait to leave to go back to work until after taking some more meds so in the meantime I had to get more fired up after getting beat down by the wind on the Spit. What better way than to watch a video. Oh yeah… I had to watch Metallica “Creeping Death” live from Seattle. That is one of their best and most powerful songs, and maybe even my favorite song of theirs. That will light a fire… believe me. It also asks the question “Whatever happened to that band?”. But, I digress. I may be into progressive rock now, but I will always like my metal.

I spent the afternoon at the kiosk talking to visitors. It felt good to be back outside and working again… even though the weather was turning for the worse in preparation for tonight’s Wind Advisory. I got cold out there, but as I write this a big bowl of pasta is stoking the fires and getting me warm. I got a bit tired of chicken soup so this is a very welcome change. I topok some fresh salmon out of the freezer to cook up so that is on the menu the next night or two.

Otherwise, it has been fairly quiet the last few weeks around here. It is a huge relief that my boating class is finished so I can now concentrate on some other things needing to be done. Gotta finish up my taxes for one thing. I have a few other projects for work I need to finish up as well.

Live Music

Just things

Took a date last night to see a performance by a folk artist named Cosy Sheridan. It was a fun night at a fun show with a really fun person. The show was upstairs at the Dungeness Schoolhouse, an old – you guessed it – schoolhouse, reminiscent of the middle school I went to all those years ago.

The artist, Cosy, is a talented songwriter, storyteller, and performer. She does a lot of narration between songs, and is very funny as well as a fine guitar player in the fingerpicking tradition of someone like Leo Kottke. She has video of performances of some songs on YouTube, such as “Multiply Pierced”, “The Botox Tango”, and “Love the Life You Made”. Look her up on there and have a listen! We really enjoyed the show, and I am actually going to a songwriting workshop with her tonight to see if I can learn some new things about putting songs together.

Live music has gotten to be out of control where the bigger acts are concerned. I used to love to go to concerts when I was younger. The whole experience is so all-encompassing of the senses but the people are the problem. Used to be, back in the day, it was a tribal-type communal thing – it was pretty cool. People would be there, sharing things (!), flying Frisbees around, and respecting the space of others while waiting for the lights to go out. The last big show I paid to see was Ozzy and Metallica (with Cliff) in the 80s. We had front row seats and had to fight to keep people behind us.

It is so different now, though. First is the price of tickets. I will not pay that much money. Also, the artists I like now are usually playing the clubs so it is usually cheaper and the people are not assholes. Working all of the concerts I did when I did stage work kinda got me burnt out on the whole crowd scene as well.

These small shows with the incredible artists are really something cool to attend. The intimacy of an artist in a small place with 50 people is so much nicer than being one of 20,000. These artists are the people who are out there working their asses off to put on a great show for a lot less money than what they should probably be getting. For them, though, it is not about the money. It is about entertaining people. Go support them!