Leaning into it with Lynn at Cowichan Bay
This is the Club Med experience of tourning compared with last fall's heavy grind with the Kellygirls. We've anchored for four days at the home of Elvy and her daughters Georgia and Monica. I've just done some yoga in a shady spot on the grass and now I'm in a lounge chair on the dock with my tea and a mountain vista across the water. We have the entire day and night and most of tomorrow to kick back here before the Duncan Garage show that will be Lynn's birthday bash. We had a great gig last night in a pituresque little fishing village called Cowichan Bay. People were super friendly and enthusiastic dancers. Made a good connection with one of the programmers of the Islands Music Festival. She has a Brazen Crush demo and already proposed a double bill with Random Order.
Hard-working musician!
After I've had a dip and a bite I'm heading up to the Trans-Canada Trail for a run. Curious to see the old wooden trestle bridge that remains from the glory days of sadly disused Trans-Canada Railroad. Just hope to avoid the area's resident cougars!
Hope to get into a little cello playing today. Anxious to know how my injured elbow will fare. Concerned about compromising the Random Order shows with any further physical hindrance. After all, I am on orders by a chiropractor, an RMT and an osteopath to avoid playing at all. But I miss that expressive meditation and am concerned about slipping back in my skill and in the strength of those specialized cello muscles with such a gap in practicing. Need to dig up stronger faith that I can heal myself rather than wallow in frustration and pessimism.
August 16 - Duncan, B.C.
Fun show at the Duncan Garage but not such a good turnout. I went for a walk after soundcheck and found the little town well tucked in. Seems Longevity John runs the only spot in town that rocks the midnight hour. He is a wonderfully eccentric stoner hippie who handed out nose flutes to everyone and conducted an impromptu workshop. What a hoot! A much loved supporter of independent music, even Eliza Gilkyson, reigning queen of Texas alt-country has played his groovy little joint.
Lynn's mug on a fine example of abysmal graphic design
August 17 - en route to Courtenay, B.C.
The sun keeps finding places to burn through the clouds. My creative drive and desire will prove victor over the physical obstacle which handicaps me now. So hard to find peace with my body's need for recovery time, though, while my spirit is fed so essentially by the many rewards on this musical path. The pain is worse when I play the cello -- the very instrument I feel so whole-heartedly dedicated to.
And then there was light and the music was groovy ...
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