Yesterday was David Bowie’s 65th Birthday! Many Bay Area Bands in three cities (Tampa, view St. Pete and Sarasota) paid tribute over the weekend in all three locations. That was the most fun, buy information pills
on so many levels, that I’ve had at one of these stellar events sponsored by Sarasota Music Scene and BAAMO. And I’ve done most of them.
These were largely original bands doing covers of someone who has obviously given our art so much. As I watched young musicians showing Ziggy’s influence, it struck me that age means absolutely nothing. It was starkly obvious. I can only hope it was noticeable to those in the crowd who use agism as a bench mark to value music. I saw musicians who were born twenty years after Bowie had his biggest hits, covering him with conviction and taste. I saw older musicians who you might mistake for accountants or engineers, if you saw them on the street, covering with unmatched passion.
I felt deep camaraderie with every musician who played this event. The support and warmth we had for each other was sincere and deeply felt. I never felt better about the choice as my second career.
I’m a solo act most of the time but I’ve fallen in love with working in a band for special projects and I know there are not only more on the way (Elton John Tribute, anyone?) but Jax Resto and I have cooked up a few ideas of our own. We’re writing and will be recording and so we will be performing as BudahRest as material is honed into shape. For these tribute sets, we are Bud and His Buds. We should be looking for a beer sponsorship, no?
We had video shot by the talented crew from Tampa Bay Video and it is a couple of weeks off from editing completion but you will see it here.
In the meantime the lesson is, age means nothing. Get over it.
I don’t waste of time harboring regrets. “Can’t go back and rearrange it, viagra 40mg
” I sing in my song “The Silence There.” (Listen on sidebar). The header on the top of each of my journal pages says: MAKE EVERY MINUTE COUNT! So I won’t catalog a list of the minutes in life I’d like to have back, ed to make them count. Probably they revolve around watching mindless TV, information pills
playing video games, daydreaming in school. But I’ll just chalk those minutes up as the experience I needed to come to the decision not to waste any more.
These days I don’t have enough minutes to get done all I need and want to do. Most of my wants are needs. Not all of my needs are wants. But they are needs just the same. Do I want to work on publicity rather than music, for instance? No, I’d rather sing about other people. Compile tax info? Right after my root canal. Straighten up my studio? There’s probably a song under some of those piles.
Takes time to prioritize my many goals. I could let sleep become my enemy in this pursuit of making time count. Instead, I’m attempting to control and remember my dreams. Important stuff is going on during those Delta brain wave hours. Gotta make that work for me. You see how driven I’ve become? Multitasking sleep. There’s either a book or a song in there.:
The hours I keep will be the death of me
Multitask my sleep to use the rest of me
Eh, some words just don’t work in songs. Add “multitask” to “Volkswagen” on my list of Not Lyrical Words.
On top of that, I’ve become extremely interested in a book by Julian Smith called FLINCH. Enlightening to say the least. It’s gonna be fascinating to see if I can change some of my behaviors. The idea is to take whatever punch comes your way without flinching and fight right back. Better yet, Flinch forward instead of away. This makes perfect sense and I’ve seen it work recently by a lizard on my lanai (patio for you non-Floridians). I approached a lizard and instead of running away, he ran right at me and between my feet, disappearing behind me. I did not expect that. He should have flinched and run away. He defeated me with guts and surprise. This is the way I’m going to face problems I traditionally run away from. The book is also big on getting you to do stuff you are afraid of. Take a cold shower, talk to strangers. I’m working on it. Still cleaning dog dirt off of a sneaker to prove it.
Not afraid of dog shit
But I’m not gonna slide head first through it
Okay, maybe that’s a rap song. I offer it for free to any rappers out there Googling the dog shit tag. Just leave the explode and erode rhyme alone, please. See below.
I continue with my resolution to complete last year’s goals. The problem is still prioritizing and scheduling. Health has to be number one. Mental as well as physical. I can easily spend three hours a day on those two (as I am very mental and get pretty physical at times too). That includes preparing healthy foods and meditating. Need to see if I can meditate and do cardio at the same time. Since I have my doubts, I will flinch forward with that tomorrow. I will certainly flinch back at my aching muscles when I want to quit on a rep.
One more drop squat or the world will explode
Gym work stops rot, so I’ll never erode
Look, songs start somewhere. I can at least use explode and erode someplace else. Welcome to my mind.
Music practice and writing easily fills 5 hours. They tend to blend and one steals from the other. And then the many internet chores I do steals from both of them. Gotta work that problem out. Gotta tame my Facebook Jones. It can be worse than cocaine at times. So I will flinch back by not moving to a song unless my practice is done. The internet stays off until I finish whatever song I’m composing. Gonna prove that today. Jax gave me a good pop lyric to develop and supply music to.
Internet chores eat about four hours. Email, Facebook and publicity are the main conspirators. Can’t really see how to trim any more. So I’ll flinch back by unsubscribing to a LOT of my regular email.
Avoidance, procrastination and denial are things that make me flinch and run away from what I need to do. Gonna be a fun adventure fighting back. Next week, I’ll report. You gotta get this Flinch book. It’s free!
I’m finding the guts not to Flinch. And I continue to lose my gut. Or at least I haven’t added to it. You can get this free life-changing book here. As a side note here, Sildenafil
the computer/information age has NOT made life easier. It has just given me way more to do.
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need all the help they can get. I believe in self help to begin with and hope to attract support. Below is a list of obstacles I attacked as suggested in The Flinch. Besides looking for as many weird or uncomfortable things to do in the general course of my day as possible, sales
I’ve outboxed a number of adversaries. Not in the heavyweight division yet. Not by a long shot. But I’ll fight all these guys again and again and work my way up. Let me at ‘em!
- Music creation and practice has greatly improved. I have learned to slay the do-it-later monster. Do THIS later, monster! Is there an emoticon for flipping the bird? ,,!,, There, that works for me.
- Making the bed with my right hand in my pocket. In fact doing more things left handed. Can’t hurt to be ambidextrous. Haven’t tried throwing left yet but I don’t generally throw things. Not even a fit. I’ve stopped yelling, “You Bastard, you!” every time I drop something or foul something up. Now I smile or laugh, even as a freshly peeled beet bounces across the white kitchen floor.
- Meditating while doing cardio? I thought I’d have to find a machine that I can strap myself in or I’d be meditating in traction from a hospital bed. But I did an hour on a Star Trak® elliptical while listening first to Personal Om app and then just no earbuds and counting while visualizing the numbers floating at me and away from me on my breaths. I can do that! And so it continues. One hour saved! But I’m not giving up on the hour I spend with Holosync. Oh, you will learn about this on coming weeks.
- Getting over my chills. Look, below 70 degrees is cold for somebody living in Florida. Been chilly lately and obsessing over it. Just started ignoring the chill and things are improving bit by bit. I even tried the cold shower challenge. Unpleasant to be sure but I didn’t die.
- Learning two new Spanish words a day. I’m thinking it would make more sense to learn two phrases. You get grammar with that. Got some apps for that. Quires un poco de agua?
- Learning all the songs for my next Starkeeper gig. Some of them are my own which I rarely play. This is coming along well. Arranged for my pals Joe Surowiec and Del Delarmo to play with me on various instruments. Making this a very small payout for me but a fun time in downtown Sarasota in a place devoted to singer songwriters.
- Give up on sleeping aids. Using the Silva Life Method to both gain energy and get to sleep.
- Programming my dreams starting with remembering to wake up and write them down on the iPad. Silva once again. Nothing exciting to report but I bet this space will be home to some interesting episodes in the future.
- Recording a musical idea a day. Deconstruct songs that I like to do this. I own too many gadgets to accomplish this. Watch out eBay! Captured a songwriting session with Jax recently. Editing and posting to come. Right here
- Beginning my video storytelling series. Coming to you in this blog soon!
- Try to gain 15 fans a day. This is taking SO much time but it’ll keep at it. YOU can really help me out with this by clicking the LIKE button here and recommending me to your friends. Come on, will ya! You’ve come this far.
- Work on one new song a week. Beating this goal just now. Got to make completion a goal.
- Abs/pushups/rebounding every day. Yup and ugh.
- Write a song without rhymes. This will take a while. This is tricky. Think I’ll start one about an orange.
The scary thing is that with all I feel I must do, I use 12+ hours a day. Did I mention that I also have a life? I teach guitar, I play gigs. I help with housework I spend quality time with my wife and sometimes my friends. How do I even have friends? Other artists will put up with a lot more from me than say, retired golfers, of which there is no shortage around here. Next blog deals with friending an artist. Yes, spell check, “friending” is a verb now.