Life is Good

So, I haven't blogged in almost one month. Been busy; it's true.

Had three shows last week - one with Scott (& the Dresden Dolls), one with full band (& Sleepytime Gorilla Museum) and one all on my own.

I'm in a rarely excellent mood today, like a fine champagne.

I have struggled to feel like I deserve to be called a musician. Struggled to define it. To define myself.

I feel very in touch with my artistic side and that's what gives life meaning to me.

After last week's maelstrom, this week feels calm. I feel more clear-headed and able to move forward on new and continuing projects.

Looking forward to Warren's birthday. Plans are in motion.

I've been in fair control of my diet, and my self-esteem is at a good level as a result. I wanna look good for Dame Darcy's fashion show, and onstage...

Fall is all around here in Boston, yet I still long deeply to experience the "perfect" autumn. Memories of falls past, i.e. 2 years ago, tug at my heart and I try to recreate them.. All too easy here in Harvard Sqaure.

Alas, my two favorite trees in the Yard are dulled. Toned down. Just last week they were ablaze(!) with blinding hues. A fire in the leaves. Fall is passing me by, again. I try listening to the perfect fall album - Beth Gibbons/Rustin Man Out of Season - but it feels a little forced.

That's ok.

Other things spring up and/or bubblegurgle up to the surface and fore of my heart and mind.

I am thankful.

I have reached unparalleled personal heights. They counter my lows. I am so ready to tour this world. London to Japan. They are in my thoughts.

On a lighter note, I don't know what to do for a Halloween costume.