HOLY CRAP

I can’t believe it’s been since OCTOBER 6 that I’ve written anything here. That, I think, was around the time that we launched What Kind of Amazing Grace?. Well, I spent a fair amount of October promoting the video online, and November was kind of like being able to breathe after 8 years, so I breathed a little. Then it was Christmas party this and fundraiser that, and then next thing I know it’s New Year’s and now we’re a few days away from seeing a black man in the White House. I think my ancestors are turning in their graves, but the latest version of the Rhett male is pretty stoked.

I was Covered on KFOG, which is probably one of the most popular non-Urban radio stations in the Bay Area. “World Class Music” they say (about their station, not me)… I was honored to be interviewed and to be able to share the idea that following your passion is the only way to live ROOLED.

I got a schedule from KFOG about when it would run (ran 7x or 8x over Christmas week) and I went out to my car to listen to it on the first run. Which… I’d promoted to like literally ten thousand people. I was so excited. Then, shortly after the appointed moment, they kept playing music and I started getting inundated with text messages – “What’s going on?” “When are you on?” and “Who’s this?!”

I’m still ashamed that I’d promoted it like mad, and it didn’t run. Ugh. still makes me hang my head. But what could I do? I just hate giving people bad information. I’m not sure why I do it so often….

Other news… Um… I’ve been rehearsing like a LOT for a show on 1/23 at 10pm at the Hotel Utah in SF. It’s quite a wonder what a daily practice regimen can accomplish. I got a little lazy over the holidays, but with the stress of a looming Great Depression II, I’m finding that music is actually keeping me kind of sane. It’s definitely a cathartic way to work off a lot of that stress. Even though I’m working crazy hours at work right now and hardly sleeping at all, I find that after I sing, I feel just…calm. It’s lovely. And my singing voice continues to develop, which I love hearing. I used to hate my voice but now I love what it can do. Especially after it’s warmed up and limber.

Anyway, happy new year.