More Interdimensional Time Travel through Music
My music from the 90s is featured again on the SpeLcast – Episode 203: WildLife: The Fool Moon Club. Hear the song Animal by the Halfbreeds and the woeful tale of a young werewolf who wants to become an astronaut who meets a clown, a snake, a drunken mouse, and a Scottish octopus. He also learns that the only people getting jobs are parrots.
Just when I felt like my inspiration* was drying up – I got a message from Kit Krash of the SpelZ with the latest SpeLcast.
*My overall inspiration over the big picture is actually very much alive, it’s the daily tiny steps that feel boring right now. 2020 has felt like a lot of work and no play (or pay for that matter). So much doing and waiting and letting go and doing and waiting and letting go . . . The Lofi Sofias are a fun break to the week, it’s nice to see the gals and to have fun things to work on – but even as an introvert, I miss going out, having a coffee at the coffee shop, reading a book or writing at a cafe, going out to dinner. And man! I really miss gigs.
Header image designed by Kit Krash.
holly troy ~ sacred folly 
And, OH I do miss two things. Live music and going out to dinner. I had a ritual to take myself to dinner on Saturdays. I would Uber it, leave the house around 3:30, and have a languorous lead-in with a Malbec and some out-there salad as a starter… whatever was NOT on the menu. I’d ask to wait-person… “If the chef or Sous Chef or other in the kitchen were to make their dream salad, what would it be?” Wow, have i had some beauty doozies. Arugula tossed in a lemon juice and olive oil glaze with toasted pine nuts and shaved Romano. Strawberries with goat cheese and pomegranate over spinach and Spring Mix. I’d say the most out-there, the most astronaut-ical has been Arugula with white pepper with simmer-sautéed-basalmic portabellas, a single strawberry, and a dark chocolate center with butterscotch circling the bowl-plate. It felt like the salad most in alignment with running a motorcycle at 220 mph on the Isle of Man (which I’ve never done)… the taste and experience… Suffice it to say I steeped and simmered in that ambrosia bliss for… the waitress asks, “Are you ready to order?” “Well, I’m still acclimating to the diabetic coma cut with portabellas and arugula… are you sure you served me a salad? Or, was that ice cream with no ice cream?” I guess it’s the sensory serendipity I subjected myself to, and maybe that’s where Serendipity Itineraries was born.
I am thoroughly enjoying the oak trees growing out of the acorns that would have never occurred but for these times. There’s missing, and there’s a grief. Though, more and more, I find I am finding my way to replace those rituals with new ones, and dial into new ones for thrival rather than survival. I guess for me, it’s always about looking for opportunity in experience, and being in love with beauty as a prerequisite within that. My inner 4-year old most often banters when otherwise, “What’s the point?” He/she’s not tantrumming, so I’ll gladly listen to that from the perspective of:
“A heart in love with beauty never grows old.” ~ Turkish Proverb
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I am so hungry now!!!
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Yeah… Me, too! Right when I wrote that I went, OH DAYum. I have NONE of those things here right now. What began as grief quickly turned into torture. 🙂
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I just worked out really hard. That helped! Now, to go outside for a few. and then warm up for a vocal workshop with my bandmates in a couple of hours.
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Good stuff! I leaned into the torture. And, as if I didn’t have enough project-irons in the fire, I now have two cookbooks I’m working on added to the mix. LOL 🙂 I have one word for me. Incorrigible. Enjoy your band mates. That’s great gourmet nourishment in itself.
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Cookbooks!!?? Like I said, I’m hungry! 😉
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I don’t have Instagram, so I can’t do much with that. I left a comment about the groovy song and your go-go dress on the Halfbreeds link. The Fool Moon Club episode was fun, also.
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Ah – it’s not a big deal – good for you not being connected to instagram.
Yes, it was fun to get dressed up and sing and dance and play! I’m looking forward to when the world opens up so we can play again – the the go-go dress I gave to my niece. 😉
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You looked great in it. I’ll bet she loves it.
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I wonder – she is about the age I was when I wore it. I gave it to her when she was a little girl.
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