Bomb Cyclone Blogging! Whoop!!
So, we're under a severe weather condition here in NorCal, but we got in some good trouble last week hosting the Club Fox Blues Jam Holiday Party!! Donnie Green sat in on drums for our brethren, Peter Booras who caught the crud and had to bow out at the last minute. Crazy times we're living in. As we watch dumbfounded and in disgust, the chaos taking place in the halls of congress while the Ukraine War rages on and any number of families are being murdered, displaced and abused by the insanity of Putin, I can only hope that we as a species find some equilibrium soon. We can not continue to ignore mother nature and our fragile eco system as the intensity of winter storms and weather events is telling. We can not continue to allow the disparity between the have's and have not's escalate while billionaires are launching themselves into space, making fools of themselves on social media platforms and hoarding their greed for their own selfish needs, we have to coalesce as the middle class and working electorate and start fighting back. That being said... it's gonna be a long road and that light you see at the end of the tunnel, may be a freight train. But, we have to fight on, right?
After 72 years of progressive ideas and cautious optimism, I find myself doubting my effectiveness as a father, a grand father, and as a caring and loving human being. At times, I feel like a fraud, like I'm faking it. I use to believe that music could win out, could awaken the masses to fight racism, to reject greed and to accept all people as our brothers and sisters in one humanity to unite us. But, evidently, I was wrong. Evidently I am in the minority, I am obsolete and out of touch. Music has become a tangled mass of untalented, wannabe's, rappers (not music) and eg maniacal hypocrites who think they are relevant, but, not! Sorry for my bluntness but, it's a fact. I digress... I am a, "squishy liberal" as one of my conservative friends refers to me. Of course, he is a white, trust fund wielding, self proclaimed genius. It must be nice, but I am about as squishy as a porcupine when it comes to what I see as a careless endeavor of pretending to be something you are not, which in my book is a fraud. Unfortunately, we see it more and more everyday, born on third base, think they hit a triple up this rant to a tee.
All of this being said, I have run short of inspiration and ideas for 2023 but, my New Years resolution is that I will try and scrape together some sort of agenda to further my bent, my musical journey and do my absolute best to be a better, more productive member of society, so help me gawd! Even though I am at a disability, I intend to sojourn on, no matter and remain engaged. Retirement is tempting, but, I am not quite ready to throw in the towel. How about you? Where you at people!!