Turning the years

I’m less than 24 hours away from turning 38. I had told myself last year that this year I would plan a huge bash. Perhaps that’ll wait until next year, or the more auspicious 40. I’m a sucker for making big deals out of stuff. Like the fact that my birthday is on 3/4/5 this year. I love that. I also love that I’m playing my first paid show. Feels like a good way to start my 39th trip around the sun.

I’m playing with a couple of other songwriter/performers. We’re pooling our resources to get gigs and calling the bill Triple Axle. Not too keen on the name (we needed *something*), but Jeremy and Steve are great guys, smart, funny and motivated. Great musicians too.

Anyway, night before last we rehearsed a couple of my songs, and it was the first time that I’d played my music with more or less a band. (Jeremy played his guitar case with drum sticks while I played his guitar on one song). IT ROCKED. I found that having more sound behind me gave me more latitude to really let out, which was an experience of its own, too. It was almost like my voice had been waiting for the right circumstances to go to the next level, and it got what it needed. I felt the “groove’ playing with others for the first time in a long time. Now I’m totally excited about the prospect of playing with a band. It felt like someone cleared a bunch of overgrowth revealing a pathway to some magical place. I see a band in my future, for sure, and I’m lovin it. It’s gonna be sick. Can’t wait.