A Year And a Half Later 

My first blog post on my new website was written at the beginning of the Covid pandemic.  No one knew what was to come.  No one knew how long this was going to last.  No one knew how we were going to get through it, after all the concerts got cancelled. It's a year and a half later, and we all know alot more about the virus and its mysterious ways. But those existential questions are still not answered.  We are all still vertical and drawin' breath, still on the right side of the sod, and for that we are grateful.  We have lost a number of friends and heroes in the past year and a half.  Most were elderly, but some were our own ages, a true wake up call, and a couple were younger.  We lost some of our bigger shows this fall, but then we gained a few others.  That's a hopeful sign that the work might trickle back in.  Our concerts are mostly of the more intimate, indoor sort... small theaters where you can actually see folks faces and heckle them from the stage, and house concerts, which are our favorites.  I hope those will start trickling.... like the gentle autumn rain through the tarps on my still unfinished roof. 

Covid ponderings 

These are the craziest of times that we will hopefully never live again, but strangely enough now, after a month or more of "lockdown"  the crazy has become normal.  It is normal now to go out wearing my mask, and my plastic gloves, and to talk to a cashier through a plexiglass shield, and to spray down every can of soup I buy with 70% alcohol.  I dont think a thing about it now.  That's how flexible and adaptable most of us still are.  We say that you can't teach an old dog new tricks, but this old dog can still learn some tricks!!   One thing I have been pondering though, is how this pandemic is going to affect all of us creatives on the tail end of this shitstorm.  I am imagining it will take a long time for everyone to recover financially.  The folks who wanted to buy a tshirt, or a cd, or some cards at christmastime, will now think at least twice about spending that extra money for what seems like a luxury.   There will be venues that will fold, or festivals that will have seen their last gathering back in 2019.  This is all farther down the line and I'm not going to worry about that right now.  What I am thinking about today, as I roll through my list of friends on the FB, is how many of these music fans are still with us? I mean,  many of the folks that like to listen to my music are baby boomer and beyond.  Folk and bluegrass  is that way.  I stumble upon a contact there who has passed on without my being aware.  I am thinking that this virus might be taking out a greater number of the friends than usual.   And the thought of that hurts my heart.  Be safe,  stay at home.  wash your hands, like ALL the time.