05-17-09 Hey Dupe:
Are you being duped? Have you been being duped? Do you even know what dupe means? Do you think that you could enjoy being duped? You know? I feel blessed to have been able since I was very young to 'see' right through the would-be dupers' spiel. I say would-be because that is as far as all they and their hard sell line ever got with me. I use the word attempted a lot in my thinking and writing because it gives me a self-assured confidence that my personality is my own, and that fact alone smiles my spirit and easy-ups on the heart my emotional soul. The mad attempts to usurp the individual's personality that I note, daily, in the various media of the day seem to be getting ever-madder. This could be maddening to probably anyone who has half a brain and still care about high-falutin ideals, and such; me being one who thinks about stuff that is well nigh so far beyond my pay grade that I know that I ought to not be wasting too much time on this sort of ruminating, or I might find my happier personae compromised in an unflattering way—to be avoided at just about any and all costs, right? I really haven't a clue why I am typing in this vein; probably shouldn't have even turned the computer on. The whole darn lower end of the computer table, the mouse, and lower third of this keyboard is stick-kee! Me and my coffee done it up proud, indeedy.
Main thought that prompted me to do this letter was my urge to 'qualify' some tone-of-commentary I had written about in last letter of description of my week's vacation down in Sonoma-Marin counties California. It must be understood (?) that the musical experience that I so thoroughly enjoyed down there could only have happened with those particular friends and songs; whose material I had so completely mesmerized in my mind for life that it allowed the expanse-of-freedom to just boogie with each and every song, as if I didn't have a care in the world besides performing, ecstatically, exuberantly, wildly (seeming), and riské ; and with such complete abandon as might actually appear to be somewhat scary to the uninitiated. I, of course, am so thoroughly used to this beast and its management that this latent wild man ever-lurking in my bones, and frantic for release, shouldn't be any cause for you to feel alarm in introducing me other strangers musicians and performers, and would-be performing types that we may encounter in future. So, what I guess I am trying to get at here is an urge I have to assure you that, if and or when you are faced with having to present me to any of your music-making buddies, you needn't worry lest I embarrass you. As I would suppose any serious performing type would agree with my statement of my belief that it is only when one has completely committed a work or piece of music to memory that one's performance(s) can truly shine toward one's maximum potential for the zone to occur, & this precludes the beast from being let out among strangers.
I hope that we may find time for more 'social' intercourse this next time I go there. Would love, in the capacity of a casual observer and innocent bystander, get to see the band; either in a practice or at a gig, makes no difference. I am so-oh starved for entertainment that my desire overwhelms (most of) my unwillingnesses to have to endure the ton of stuff I dislike and disagree with as to the make up and blending abilities of a band, or lack thereof . . .
Would you like some tomato starts? I am beset with two dozen and with too little of secure garden spaces to plant them. Ask Franny if she'd accept a few too. I've got the sprouts all potted in ½ gallon pots, and could transport a dozen, gladly, if so requested. My 'mission' to go over there is the Open House @ Horizon Herbs' place in Williams from 9 til 3 or so on Saturday May 30. This family's sphere-of-interest intrigues my sense of the profound. Rico has been literally around the world bunches of times, collecting seeds to bring home to propagate and then market their seeds year after year. I am quite curious to go and get the visuals of his/ their: (wife, daughter, son-in-law) layout and maybe glean more smarts about plant propagation and husbandry techniques, etc. Curious enough to set myself up for to go and be and do. Should I come a day early, or not?
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