Love the big trees spindly in the fog. Taken on my way to work.
I’ve been feeling a pang lately, a sharp poke, a prod — whenever I hear about my former bandmates and other musician friends recording, playing shows, forming other musical projects. Like…. like I miss playing music I suppose. Like I miss being on stage once and awhile.
It’s been a long time since this photo was taken (ten years or so) at the Ukranian Hall in East Van – midway through the Flying Folk Army’s eight years of playing together. While we had many years of good times and close friendships, the band was also a lot of work (booking gigs, rehearsing, the whole music scene process) and as we slowly drifted apart and into other areas of our lives, it seemed fine to me to have a bit of a break from it all.
However. If I don’t have a musical project, then I just don’t play much at all – and because my life hasn’t allowed for another project (too busy, too much going on professionally), my fiddle and voice have gotten dusty and rusty. Instead of having some time to fortify, I have allowed my musical self to go fallow. Though Brian helps to nudge me every once and awhile (he is a much more eager player than me), I still find its fits and starts and then I put my instrument down for months at a time – lamenting each time I pick it up at how much my muscular development has suffered in the interim.
But lately, I’ve felt a real sense of loss about not playing – and I’m jealous of people who are. I’m jealous of my partner because he is writing music and I am not. And while I know I don’t have time for a full-blown band again, I’m thinking that starting a once-monthly song circle might be helpful to my process – and definitely going out and inculcating myself in open-mic nights and folk gigs again would help to inspire.
In the meantime, Brian and I are playing together again – we are working on a set list of ten+ songs and I’m hoping to find some time to write music again in the near future too. I feel hampered somewhat by the fact that my musicianship has never been great – but inspired by the fact that most of my favourite musicians would say the same. I mean – hell – what I really want to be able to do is jam with people regularly and bust out some tunes around the campfire…. So that’s what I need to find my way back to doing.
In an effort to document garden activities month-by-month in my pacific northwest garden I am introducing the category “In the garden right now”. I find lists like this useful in other publications and blogs – as reminders and inspiration to get out there and dig my hands in the soil. So this January, 2011 I have:
- Emailed local apiaries about the possibility of getting bees for 2011.
- Ordered my seed and mushroom plugs.
- Turned the worm compost to make sure everyone is still living, and added a liberal layer of leaf mulch to their habitat in order to continue staving off the cold.
- Pruned my neighbour’s quince tree while it’s in dormancy and can’t really be hurt too much – the branches were taking over our patio.
- Reviewed the garden while the foliage is most died back to plan building onto my garden’s bones as the weather allows.
- Started a new garden journal.
Edible things in the garden this week
- Dead lemongrass is fragrant and good for teas and soups – I need to cut the patch back and bring it inside.
- My rosemary is flourishing right now.
- The kale is sweetened by the frost, even though it looks a mite sad at the moment. Unfortunately every other green was killed by the cold this year.
Found this tied to a bush while walking earlier this week. A talisman to be left untouched, feather and beads tied with leather and faded with time.