All new to me, testing the waters, seeing if anyone is out there and checking this space out.  So much to say, hard to know where to begin.  Home sick today from teaching special kids.  Ache all over, still i worked four hours in my garden out of guilt, self-imposed.   Looking for more shows locally and abroad, hell anywhere.  Hard to keep the momentum up sometimes.  Work so hard to make music, practice, record, promote, hustle gigs, send out a newsletter and nobody shows up.  Well, nearly nobody, yet the best thing i do is play music, the best feeling i get is playing music.  it seems in so many ways what i am supposed to do, yet it is so hard to keep it going.   Your thoughts welcome on this subject. 

I am 56 yrs. young and feeling the years.  Got into the game late.  Hd  to quit drinking to make any head way, 10 yrs. ago now.  Still sometimes i long for a drink or some way to get up above it all.  That's why music is so good; it lifts me to this other better place i otherwise only get glimpses of.  Wish i plahyed better, sang better, wrote better - but i do the best i can which reminds me of my favorite movie, "Defending Your Life," in which Albert Brooks is telling the judges that line over and over, "Just know i will do the best i can," in hopes of getting advanced to the next level.  yet his life doesn't measure up in so many ways.   that's me today, sick and tired, and a bit unsure of this blogging thing and the pursuit of art in the chaos of this world.