Recovery Act Number 7,589 (I'm going to start keeping track)

 Not a problem. What's good for America is good for me. I haven't seen that much good for America lately besides/except ... the incredible importance of getting it more more and more accepted that it will take serious 'magic' of the kind our forefathers called 'Divine Providence' to get us through it all.

 My latest foray into production, probably ill-advised and it definitely raised some stress levels

for me and who needs that but sometimes you got to take it on. Can't run from stress. Guy's Earth Day BeIn in the Park Creek Park which was a major triumph if you discount the actual audience turnout which dropped below my modest expectations. Yet the musicians rose to the occasion,

the stellar Dickey Gee & Jan opened things up with Peace and musical Grace and they are great.

 I was scrambling around trying to get the raffle together and got there way early and drew every last dime (just about)from my personal bank account to make sure that the important people get paid. And my two fine helpers who pretty much bailed on me over the last week because of personal life stress reasons did show to share hugs and positive vibes and somehow I still believe that it could work someday. Life is such a fine river and it keeps on flowing and there was the HoneyDust record release Party on Friday NIght which was great and I hung out late torn between the need to shut up and honor Honey Dust and the need to  Speak up and let

my friends know about this event. I can't talk about it it needs a novel.

 Hat's off to Brian Fischer's All Stars the High Tops and the Continentals... great thanks for letting me sitting in for 'Golden Rocket' a tune I will forever love and probably take on as if it was my own. That's me. Fire that Golden Rocket... !

  Sad that Aza got left out in the 3 PM set change cause it could have worked but we were dealing with The Jazz Roots and these three guys who I had never met and I just had to make it work for them. God bless the young star Aza she could have been the hit but was very graceful and soulful when she said no problem Guy next time. The Jazz Roots  think of them as Manhattan Pro's cause that's what they were played for two hours, they didn't have to in front of the scattered happy souls who were there in the Park. Delicious. Just a musical world I have not visited for a long time. Driving groovy space jazz magnificent keyboard work from Ken Roy Berry...beautiful guitar work of Barry Finnerty. The solid sweet power of Chris Braun on Drums...

 Deelish the audio track is supposed to be a keeper according t JB our crack sound guy. The stage looked great. What an honor to have such pros in Creek Park and so humble playing for the REdwoods, their tip jar, selling a few CD's. I consider the whole event a triumph which I know I am nearly certifiable. 5150. Speaking of which the entire 5150 band showed up and each of the members one a prize in the raffle .... what are the odds!? of that. particularly when I am the Guy in charge. Completely legit. Oh and some people say i am a member of the band, just because I look forward to every Tuesday night when the band gets together and we take some very  beginning steps of Rock and Roll 101.

 Then later that night in Fairfax I can't keep talking Humans I Can't tell you the whole magnificent story it just keeps going on and on,, from the delicious Salmon Dinner at the Sleeping Lady where my friend the great Kevin Brennan played a completely extra stellar set, he back in California to marry his sweetheart of 11 years Leigh (Sp?) this coming weekend at the San Gregorio General Store where Kevi tells me that the best musicians on the planet are flying in to join this great Glob of Love as he described it will be taking place. It will go on and the so very lovely Shana Morrison, (Lord!).. was there playing with the band it was just too great. I could not tear myself away (liar) and still being exhausted to the bone.. I stop in next door..Peri's, where it just so happens Chrome Johnson is playing, still playing after all these years. They were just a trio as keyboard player Jon was somewhere else but, their magic their power as still the best unsigned Rock Band in America is just mind boggling as they went through their list of old favorites where their down on my luck soulful 30's and 40's jump style delta blues seedy world songs that seem to build into some magic epic into my one of my favorite s their tune Shadowspell where the chorus goes 'ooooh oooh you can't save from my self' ' ooooh oooh ooooh.... and all the loyal Chrome Fans that I have seen and known and hung with for more than 10 years were just flying. Hallelujah's come in many forms. 

 And  bowed out and Sunday rather than recovery I had a gig solo, out in POint Reyes with lovely Alice and a handful of POint Reyes gray haired artist types and In played my guitar instrumentals despite exhaustion as usual. And drove to work as a cab driver khowing that  am in deep doo doo again with lack of money. Yet it was the opening of the bay and though the cab company itself always seems in immmnent collapse I was having a pretty good night when shortly after midnight I picked up this fellow from the Silver Peso who says are you ready for a  long drive. And I say Heck Yeah! Something like that.  I take him over to his house he packs his belongings I stretch I have my guitar in the front seat he brings his guitar we set forth for Boulder Creek about 20 miles deep in the woods north of Santa Cruz and on the way he tells me he wants to play his new CD for me. I brace myself because everyone on the planet has a CD these days and I tend to get easily bored.  Anyways I have to do one more night f cab driving and find a new place to live real soon ands I have no money.

  Mark's CD was stunning and  almost getting choked up again thinking about that late night ride to some magic cabin deep i the woods where his magic angel waited for him. His CD has a t least three or 4 tunes that are. Highest level. Playing with Bay area all stars. The tune about one more bone... Just give me one more chance, toss me one more bone God I'll do it right this time. (I' m not being accurate with the words.) Great evening great to make big money on one night. Flow With the River humans. that's what we are here for as Chris Brown sings in Fairfax 'These Days won't Last too Long.' 

   Onwards.

    Peace

Every Day is Not a Crisis

 Sigh..... (sound effect)

 I was told yesterday by a friend of mine of perhaps a year or two of extra age on me that

 by sighing loudly as I sat down with him that I perhaps was not comporting myself with

 the dignity that I deserved. Somehow that if a younger person had overheard me they

 might think that I was a falling apart old guy. My friend a soul with

 silver hair and radiant laugh lines I think was trying to give me good advice. Come on man, we

 are a brotherhood, let's try to act like we can handle everything.

 I think everyone is trying to give me good advice these days. I have been under the belief That  Everything is God Talking to me. I have been trying to rein in that old heart on Fire that gets

 so stressed out about things that can only be God's Plan or if that offends you or you

 question my intelligence for using the word God then I could say things that are out of

 my control. If I was able to hold a Faith so secure in God's Plan then obviously I wouldn't

 be in the shape I am in today.... yet in fact I can easily with a simple self conscious nudge

 think at this late moment with my cold feet on the wood floor, when I should be in bed, still  believe it to be just as it needs to be.. that even all my wobbly, perilous moments of self  inflicted doubt, torment and fear are merely the stages of a Life that must be passed through

 always to get me to the place of Great Connection, if you will.

 Another friend gave me a book on Existentialists. He suggested it might relax my mind.

 Day by day. A friend came up to me at 19 Broadway this marvelous Tuesday evening Probably the best evening to go into Fairfax of the week just for the Jam Thing that the Danny Uzilevsky and Jon Korty 'Duo' (Hah!) provide, extra transcendence. I cannot believe that so many dance troupes in Marin County don't come out and find the real stuff, forget your recorded tapes.

Anyways this female friend she says 'thank you Guy... you let me go through the stop sign first, at the intersection ' somewhere in the last few days, 'you didn't see it was me'. I guess she was right and thank you.. for me I continue to try to drive relaxed and just kind of joy of pointing at someone and telling them it's their turn, you go! Naturally that barely balances the moments of the opposite but still I breathe I try.. drive relaxed. But as fate would have it the next moment we got caught up in dancing this song that had no exit. 'Turn on Your Love Lights' I really wasn't that I have gotten to  be a good dancer or am full 0f energy but the music forced us, lifted us, demanded us and no my heart was not on fire for her love though it seems a shame

that somehow even more could have happened but we both recognized that we had just shared a  Great Gift of magic as our souls shared honestly 'when you get a lonely in the middle of the night, and you need someone to hold you tight. Come on Baby. Baby it's for sure. Turn on your Love Light, let it shine on me. Let it shine, let it shine! Let it Shine! ' We danced it together and gave our souls some good love out their on the dance floor where sometimes that's where great love happens.

  I talked to Tommy, at the bar now 21, and able to bring his guitar out now and join with the Jams and the places of music. 'Everything else is Bullshit he says' Music is the only real thing in the world for him. He sees his path as a poor musician. You never know I say I just believe that some talents are such that you have no choice. Some musicians drop away and find a job and get the relief the satisfaction maybe a  home, maybe a wife not for Tommy not that all that might come his way. Who KNows What's Ahead. Plenty of music.

Say Something Positive TGFM 'Karma'

 TGFM Thank God for Music as well as a few other aspects of existence. 

 Stop that Guy! Don't minimize... TGFE! Thank God for Everything. 

 The opportunity to face a lifetime challenge.. creating an Ecologically Based  Community.

 Out of my control. The creator has a Master Plan ... Peace and Happiness for every Man

 (and woman). The Creator makes but one demand, Peace and Happiness across the Land.

 Cheers again to the great Pharoah Sanders, alto sax, (or was it soprano?) with Leon Thomas on the vocals the album 'Karma', release date about 1969. Worth checking out. Turn it up.

At One With The Universe in a Blue Flame Rage

  That's me.

  Unbelievable so peaceful. How peaceful I am. Om...

  How hot can one Heart be in a rage and survive. En fuego.

  Right now it's 3:30 AM 4 nights of en fuego cab driving is over. My cat purrs peacefully in my lap. I have taken a swig of Tequila from the bottle in the fridge, taking my cab driving buddies advice as we checked out about an hour ago. The modest intake of alcohol on a regular basis may have beneficial results as many people well know. Still I was ready to punch a Mexican in the nose for little reason earlier in the evening.

  Nothing works for me maybe everything works for me. This civilization is doomed just try to keep an eye on the one that is growing beneath our feet, beneath our radar. The Obama administration in conjunction with a timid 'free' press and a confused population US is driving us to a complete disaster. 'Vile Republicans and Democrats with their Heads up Their Ass' was my good friend's take on our situation. I have less scorn for the Republicans these days in fact I join the jerk Congressman who shouted at Obama from the Congressional floor  'Liar!' outrageous it was Vile Republicans. I completely agree with the man that was about a year ago.

I watched as the media launched into their stories about nasty Republicans in Rolling Stone Magazine, nasty Republicans in Esquire Magazine, an angry young man stared at me from check out counters from Mother Jones. OMG this man hates Obama. Oh lord an age of treason! Oh poor liberals what can we do! It's awful these people just hate Obama. They are so mean. I considered the impact of walking into The Good Earth Natural Foods in Fairfax and shouting '**** You Obama!' Just sort of as an art project, just to you know see what might happen. Didn't go there.

   

  

  I haven't read this story saw the headlines. SF Chronicle today

  http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/article.cgi?f=/c/a/2010/04/05/MNI21COVR1.DTL

   Unbelievable! Unbelievable! No It's not unbelievable that's what's been unfolding in front of our eyes for this idiot's first year of Presidency. What's unbelievable is that the CBO and the American press have taken so long to do the math! What did he major in in Harvard? Political Ambition. You made it baby. No there are no hidden people pulling the strings and Obama is just a good guy who is a victim of hidden corporate forces... No wrong. Obama is the Man the buck stops there. He is the Dick Cheney of his administration. Not a leader but a damn good driver... drive the herd. Oh well Earth Day is Coming Up. Can we avoid the Green Fraud revolution and find something that actually might sustain our brand new civilization that must find a way to grow through the cracks of our disastrous old one?