Hotel It Continues To Be Acceptable, Los Angeles.
A mist blanket. Almost nothing is visible from the hotel other than the tree behind my window. Not even the nearby Blockbuster and Totally Nude Girls! signs are visible.
An e-flurry discharged.
Yesterday's rehearsals were hard for me. The black rehearsal room is not a vibrant source of life-giving energies, and the weight of dense sound in a small space is oppressive. But, we are gearing up. A distant repertoire from another time & place is beginning to wave back to us.
I returned to the hotel jet-lagged, dribbling, barely continent at the end of the afternoon, quite unable to be sociable & meet with any of my friends in town.
Centering, practicing, focusing.
23.15 Practising practising, mainly left hand calisthenics.
"The concern of the musician is music.
The concern of the professional musician is business."
