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You Can Dance If You Want To

01/05/2010

So it turns out this geyser, while unending, may in fact be intermittent.  Not unlike Old Faithful or governmental competence.  Fair enough.

Truth is I kind of forgot I had a blog for a minute there, what with canvassing, holiday shopping, looking for work, enjoying time with friends and family, getting sick twice consecutively, and generally freaking out about my state of tremendous underemployment.

But one good thing that happened, musically speaking, is that I received a box set of all of Paul Simon’s CDs for Christmas.  Stoked!  I cut my teeth on this stuff (not literally– it’s an expression, and kind of a strange one at that.  I mean, teeth are used for cutting.  It’s like saying “I cut my knife,” it makes no sense.  I presume it’s some sort of animal-related tooth-sharpening reference, but really I don’t know.  I’ve decided to use the expression anyway, so if you have a problem please take it up with management), but I’ve never had it on disc before. Seriously, I still have the cassette tapes somewhere, but this is stuff from my formative years that I never replaced.  Until now.

So I’ve been listening to this music I know and love on and off since Christmas, and in a way I’ve been getting back to my core.  Coincidentally I also changed my guitar strings (as I may be giving the occasional lesson here or there).  I’m now picking up the guitar for the first time in a long time, and with a mind to learn how to play some new songs.  Not just Paul Simon ones, of course, although there are a few of his I’d like to pick up.  His first solo album is really a favorite of mine– lots of great acoustic playing.

So if I put my mind to it, I’ll get a few new tunes under my belt (otherwise it’s kind of boring) and find an establishment here in town that could use an immensely talented and great-smelling guy performing a few Paul Simon/James Taylor/Simon and Garfunkel/Cake/Weezer/Willie Nelson/Pete Seeger covers.  Suggestions for performance locations are welcome and encouraged– I really don’t know where to play.  It would be nice if there were a place where one could actually fingerpick and sing songs people would hear (as opposed to strumming “Brown Eyed Girl” and “Living On A Prayer” in a bar, no thank you).   And frankly, I wouldn’t mind finding a vocal partner.  I was just singing a few Everly Brothers songs in my head the other night as I was trying to go to sleep, and was reminded by my soul that nothing really satisfies the way two-part vocal harmony does.  It’s just so much fun to sing!  Not really sure when I’ll find the time to do any of this, but when you’re wandering in the employment desert, so to speak, you do things like this, you reexamine yourself, and remind yourself of your favorite things to do.

With that in mind, I leave you with a little early Simon and Garfunkel, and a hope to write and sing more in the near future.

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