did not see that coming. rascally father’s day show in kalamazoo! thanks to indie cuties with gnarly guitar sound cardboard highway and so antifolk they need to be at sidewalk NOW – the witty haha lala, and especially thanks to the free life for organizing everything and being post punk badass tenderhearts!
Thought it might be a sleepy sunday and we’d pull out tons of slow saddies, but turns out this crew was in it to win it. swaying heckling they even let me choreograph them on general custer when matt broke a string.
the new songs are feeling more confident 3 days in and also i’m discovering a rough form for the “improvised dance”……i do flash some moves out but i’m leaving space for matt’s words too. really interesting to think on the fly so fast. that’s why i love INTERPRETATIVE AND IMPROV cause it just IS in that moment//sometimes you hit the jackpot and sometimes you don’t. and oh well…next moment.
A gentlement in champaign said, “you are a DETERMINED drummer.” at first i was wondering whether to take it as an insult or a compliment…..i chose compliment cause i see what he meant that my movement is very intentional…I try to have intention in my drumming and also clarity and also to just serve the song…i don’t want to check out (or like paula says, “doing your laundry at home while you’re playing”)–I want the moments in the songs to have form and to also be present–not just a wash of muddle puddle.
slept well last nite even though half my body sank into the couch crater. We had to sleep on top of the couches cause when we tried to pull out the sofabed there was mouse poop on it. yes. i’m not a good camper. i’m afraid of dirt and spiders. So this diy touring lifestyle is actually quite a good exercise for me to overcome my fears of dirt and crawly things and even mouse poop.
hell i’m not gonna shower for two days again.
you smell that? it’s just me.