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Concert went fine

Cindy was marvellous as always and I managed to survive the event without shaming myself too much.

Media filk last night went great and OH CTHULHU it was grand to hear Blind Lemming Chiffon play blues.  Also that Tim Griffin guy SEE BELOW.

PLEASE GO TO THIS WEBSITE AND PICK ANY SONG THAT LOOKS INTERESTING and play it.  Tim is a grade school science teacher in LA and I fell madly in love with him when he played the Philosopher’s song.

Pegasus concert

Highlights:

Toyboat doing a heavy metal (okay, fuzzy rock) version of Little Fuzzy Animals.

A beautiful audience participation version of Nessie Come Up. (Both the above songs in heavy rotation by John Caspell, so much sighing on my part).

Finding out that there’s an MP3 of the Roberta Bondar song on Judith’s website!  yes.  I can now learn it and then sing it to my mother at my leisure.

Breakfast done, quick confab with Cindy over last minute tweaks to the set list, and now I have to find a printer so I can print out our last minute embiggened lyrics, etc.  Also the chord cheat sheet for Still Star Struck.  I can haz borrowed electrified guitar.

Juanita Coulson just sang me 4 songs

and I laughed, and laughed and laughed.  It never ceases to amaze me how WONDERFUL people in filk fandom are.  How attentive, and sweet natured, and by Darwin’s beard, among the funniest.  I called mOm to tell her, and she said, “But… I have some of her books.”  Well, of course.  The circle is small….

I publicly declare Juanita my filk mom, and take her pronouncement “If it’s played in the filk room, it’s filk” as the definition.

Cindy is here and kipped out in her own room, which is PROVIDENTIALLY across the hall.  Because this hotel is big, man.  No zoo for me today, but perhaps I’ll go Sunday and come back for the Dead Dog.  (It’s called a Smoked Salmon in the PNW).

I blow the universe a kiss, and I am now keeping a filk book, in which I will write all the anecdotes and songs and provenances thereof, as a kind of ethnomusicological effort.  Also to keep things straight, because my memory sucks a Greyhound bus station Men’s room mop.  The hairy end.  Eiyeish.

A simply Splendid Time

A visiting English filker named Deborah, who plays splendid violin /fiddle, landed at Tom and Peggy’s last night.  The siren song of Filk and Poutine rang out across E Burnaby, and Rob W,  Paul, daughter Katie, The Bean Family (Bean is SO cute now) plus Cindy, and we all sang.  Frobisher Bay made somebody cry, I won’t say who.  Katie was hopping up and down for Ramboing, and in general it was A GOODNESS.  And it was John’s birthday, and his picture smiled down on us from the mantel…. He would have approved.

Life is good.

Noted feminist bell hooks on love

I always say that love is a combination of six things: Care, commitment, knowledge, responsibility, respect and trust. And it’s like baking a cake. You may have all five ingredients and miss one and so your cake isn’t going to happen. I think the majority of people in the United States have a lot of care in our lives, but we don’t always have a lot of love. I think it’s important to make that distinction, because you can care about somebody Monday through Friday and abuse them on Saturday. But in the practice of love, abuse is antithetical. You cannot love anyone and dominate them, hurt them, because once you’re doing that you’ve moved yourself out of love.