I’ve had a hard to stay awake day. It’s partially because of moving the clocks ahead. Last night I was preparing Gord’s Gold and wanted to set a record for earlier finish. I did but barely. I finished around 1 AM, but that included bundling the entire show into one long file to post on Mixcloud. Then I said to myself It’s 1AM we’re moving the clocks so it’s really only midnight. I know very well that you spring ahead in the spring and fall back in the fall, but somehow my brain glitched. You know why; I’m an idiot. I ended up staying up to 2 which instantly became 3. Then I woke up on my own at 7:50, just when I like to wake up. I got out of bed to reset my circadian rhythm. Then at 2 PM I conked out for two hours. I ended up missing live streams by Carolann Solebello and Amy Kucharik, as well as The Kennedys and Chuck Brodsky. The latter two play every week so I was not as upset. I’m not sure how many were at the same time. I might have missed one before 2 because I wasn’t on Facebook and the artist didn’t make a Facebook event to warn me in advance. I now caught House of Hamill and in an hour and a half South for Winter is doing a Zoom concert. It is the anniversary of everyone’s first livestream, so they are all playing today.
I just checked and found out that I’m getting my COVID-19 rescue check on March 17; that’s St. Paddy’s Day! As an excellent Irishman for a Jew that makes it better. I can celebrate with Green beer, but I won’t because:
- I won’t go to a bar during the pandemic.
- I’m not that fond of beer.
- If I liked beer I wouldn’t want it dyed green.
Maybe I’ll order some takeout food or get ice cream. There is no good ice cream near me. I might settle for pizza.
Guess what, it’s the next day. I hate when that happens. The South for Winter Zoom was great but I’m not sure if I did something good or something bad. The point of having it on Zoom is that the artist can see the faces of the audience. I decided to have some fun with that and wear my Peepers Puppets. When I used the Mars Perseverance Background; when I was in the right position I disappeared and all you could see was the Peepers. Nick sort of lost it and said, “Sorry, all I can think of is those googly eyes.” Should I be proud or ashamed? I can say that about quite a bit of my life.
I often complain about people complaining. My Facebook newsfeed is filled with people complaining about the Grammy Awards. Why not do what I do and not watch? You don’t know any of the music? Did you last year or the year before? That’s not the fault of the awards, or of you. It just happens to be that the music you prefer is not mass audience music. You don’t like what the people wear? Again, what do you expect. It’s show business clothing. It’s like fancy packaging to make something sell. I had a friend complaining about what women performers wear, “they look like strippers, it wasn’t like that when I was young” That was 20 years ago so I showed her pictures of musicians going back to Josephine Baker in the 1920s. Sex sells. Look at the clickbait ads. It’s not just women, you’ve seen the chests of more male rock stars than of your friends. There’s nothing new here, and you should know that going in.
Same thing with the Meghan and Harry brouhaha. You’re not interested in it? Fine. I’m not interested in it. That people are interested in people that live a life so far outside their experience is to be expected. Some of the criticism is jealousy, and some of it racist. “How dare a rich person complain about how she was treated?” Funny the same people will complain about how poorly Trump is treated. Same thing happens to athletes. How dare they be unhappy! People forget that money can’t buy happiness and that compared to the majority of the world anyone I’m hearing from is rich.
And that’s enough complaining for the day. It’s a beautiful day and if I can get the energy up I’m going to walk to Arthur Avenue and get coffee from Marie’s Coffee and Gifts. I’ve been out for a while and today I finished the emergency Aldi coffee I bought last time I ran out. Even though the Feels Like Temperature is 21º F, I have warm clothes and need more exercise. I’m going to have to take another long walk on Thursday when I get my second vax. I suspect that part of the reason my sleep cycle is disrupted is that I don’t go outside and reset my circadian rhythm. I’m starting to feel anxious. That’s my cue to finish this off and deal with the anxiety.
Wise Madness 