Wednesday, August 16, 2023

Mojo come, mojo go

For much of July and August my energy for this project was faltering, right when I’d imagined it would be picking up because I didn’t have to divide my energies with teaching classes. At least I had the self-awareness to realize it could have something to do with a broken toe (no tragedy, but an extended and frustrating summer debility), anaplasmosis (also no tragedy, but an energy sap), and the ever-worsening local and global news from the climate and biosphere (beyond tragedy, but not a surprise, except in its rapidity). Also I’d always anticipated there would be low points in a project this long and involved. So I allowed myself to feel mildly daunted and unenthusiastic without also worrying about feeling that way, which would only have amplified it.

And then I had an especially energizing concert in little Landgrove, pop. 177, with a great vibe, an old country upright with a great backstory, and our highest audience:population ratio by far— 35%! Plus we had a happy stay in Brandon on the way home—mostly for fun! though we did check out the piano (superb) at the see-it-to-believe-it Barn Opera while we were there. And now I feel excited again.



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