Friday January 11 2008
I know, I know. I’ve been a slacker of gargantuan proportions. I really hope I can maintain this thing now. Well, I guess we’ll see. Lots been happening. Worked yesterday with Troy on the uke record, and it’s coming along. I’m such a crappy piano player, though. I mean, I like my ideas and parts and stuff, but I just wish I could play the damn thing better. One of my New Year’s resolutions was going to be teaching myself Torme and Cole’s “The Christmas Song” on the piano, like, really beautifully and everything, and to take all year to do it! But I don’t know…discipline arrives in certain quantities, I believe. It must be metered out to the most deserving patients; like a triage ward. I have been extremely disciplined re: work, and the diary is, well…let’s face it…a hobby. But here I am. Dinner with Leigh and Kate and Matt of Sixpence, and we all went around and said what we thought our friends wished was different about us. Which is a great ice breaker. I had a new one: I said I thought my friends wished I was hugely successful. Worked on the Sixpence project a bit more after dinner and there are definitely some promising songs now. Talked to KJ a lot, and she’s having fun with the songs for this Mike Viola residency she’s doing in NY. My miles expired on American (grrr…) so now, maybe I will get some kind of mileage credit card. I don’t have any of those, which I suppose is somewhat immature…I should really have one. Read some of Auster’s “Brooklyn Follies”, and was in a deep, cathartic sleep, when a phone call from Gil at 3 am revealed a shortage, (second time since Wednesday), of keys to Clayton, and so it was a nonplussed DT who was scraping ice from the windshield at 3:15 am. Said state was exacerbated by the admission from Gil (upon my arrival) that he had discovered an open window, and that, the general consensus was, my services had not, in the end, actually been required. An affectionate Leslie (coming in for a hug) was repelled with a cry from me something along the lines of: “Don’t touch me. Leave me alone!” then I rolled up and sped away.