I am still in a strange place between sadness and joy (I guess I cam gonna
have to write a few more verses to The Space Between). All my friends here
have been asking me about the fest and I have been gleefully giving them
many recounts of all the amazing things that I did, saw, and heard over the
weekend. Last night sitting in the Ugly Dog Saloon where I am playing on
Friday the 21 of Sept., I was caught staring off into space on many an
occasion. One person remarked that I had this sad look on my face, but what
was I smiling at. It's very strange! Anywho my body is finally feeling
somewhat normal again and my sleep cycle is back to almost normal.
I have enjoyed so many of the reports so far and everyones take on the
proceedings. The documentary outta be a gas and a half. Thanks to everyone
for their kind words on my playing and of support for the whole Atty May's
debacle. I have decided that whole thing was entirely my fault and it was
dues to poor planning and an insatiable urge to please everyone. We should
have put the band on last and be done with that, instead of trying to break
it up like I did. The people who wanted to dance and listen to that type of
music would have hung out anyway. I should have set it up this way with May
in the beginning for I am sure she would have done whatever I wanted. I was
just devastated that people like Steve Polifka, Donna, Leslie, Willy the
Shake, and everyone else who could have played at May's didn't. The whole
Dan thing I don't even want to touch on cause it is not worth it. Suffice it
to say that I still love my Ms. May and will always want to do something
there, but I think that the music bit is not one of them. I'd rather stick
with the acoustic sessions like we had on the beach which is such a vivid
and warm memory in my heart.
Other highlights that I did not mention in my last post:
Dancing to the Rockin Jake Band at May's with Nikki, Ashara, and Leslie. I
don't dance much anymore so this was a fun break.
Willy the Shake- You shook us babe! What a great set and such variety in
music and such originality in approach.
To all my Shrimp Peeling Troops, especially Kate who was kinda timid at
first but got in there and was the bomb at peeling. You could be a coon ass
girl with no problem. We just have to work on your accent. Thanks to all the
musicians that risked life and limb with peeling cause you might have cut
yourself and not been able to play and that woulda been terrible. Also
thanks to The Peeler Band for the music.
It was great to see Lori, Jody (and to meet Scott), and also Marilyn again
as well as hanging on the back deck The Feckers out there Susan, Suze, Bob,
Alison, Les Ross, Donna, Sharon, et al.
Hell thank you so much for the video of Eric Johnson and OH MY GAWD MIXONS
YOU RULE!! The Eric Johnson material that you brought me is amazing. Lots of
stuff I have never heard before. I am also really enjoying the Jon Anderson
stuff. Feck Me SO MUCH MUSIC so little time, but that's the story of my
life.
Brother Lamadamadoo you went above and beyond the call of duty and sorry
about the stink in your car, passengers (HI Yael!), and other items.
Biggest regrets (I've had a few)
Not enough time (to spend with each and everyone of you) I want a week of
rehearsals next year. And a couple of mandatory functions like group
sessions where we just sit and talk for awhile and not be afraid that your
missing the softest beautiful playing of someone like Les Ross.
That I had to come home. I think Camp Joni would be a lot of fun.
Shrimp!
Spilling a bottle of Tony's in my suitcase.
Not bringing an acoustic guitar (next time I am!)
That it's not time to go to MECCA!
Love and hugs to you all and I promise to do the DAT to CD transfers next
week and get together with Les for distribution.
Paz
NP-Because I Told You So-Jonatha Live
