Tales From the Open Road
Way Behind. I Know.
Friends, I know that I have been lackadaisical in my blog posts. Many times, I find myself writing away on Facebook (admittedly frittering away precious moments of non-refundable life-span), and I think, "this would make an excellent blog post! I am passionate about this subject, and I think I could somehow use my fledgling techy 'skillz' to insert these video clips and photographs into a colorful and compelling narrative.
Yet, I do nothing of the sort.
I wish I could tell you that the time was just getting wasted, but thanks to your incredible and unwavering support these last few years, my albums "American Rail" and "Live at Strathmore," touring, teaching, writing, entertaining, booking, promoting, traveling and performing almost nightly takes its toll. Sadly, even at my modicum of "success" in the local music industry, hiring an executive assistant is unlikey. I currently reside in Bethesda, MD where even teenage babysitters earn more than the gross national product of many modest sized nations. Parking tickets can be higher than mortgage payments, and renting this apartment seems perpetual and inevitable. After 7 or 8 attempts, I have found that anyone willing to work for so meager a wage is either mentally unstable, flaky at best, or an aspring homewrecker.
Notwithstanding, I do have amazing helpers that keep me, more or less, on the road, and since this blog is called "Open Road," it is to that end that I turn my attentions this August. I will be traveling throughout the most urban and most rural and remote parts of Georgia, Armenai and Azerbaijan from August 1-31. I plan to use this time not only to take my music ever farther from home (yet again) but to write my impressions into THIS BLOG. For over 10 years, I have used a journal, but as computers have replaced any need for holding a pencil or pen, my handwriting has gradually become so illegible, that even I can't read it. My hand also cramps up, making writing even the first paragraph of this blog post here, virtually impossible without repeated breaks and much cursing.
I've said since 2001 that I was going to transcribe my best journal entries taken from over 30 countries on 5 continents and put them into a database. I have yet to do so. Again, life continues to get in the way. But I commit myself this Monday, July 23, 2012, to taking another stab at this forum; and I am hopefuly that my impressions and observations are useful or at least mildy entertaining. Here's to "Open Road: Tales of a Traveling Troubadour" 2.0.
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