Sky To Ground

I am home.
Life has kind of been on hold for a while here, which was nice, and the reason I haven't written in a while. Not a lot to report...I baked six cakes...my nephew accidentally swallowed an earwig while swimming in the pool( or so we told him...lol)...I went to Mansonville, Qc and it reminded me of Hornby Island...I learned a new cover song by David Hopkins...saw my grandmother...secretly let my parents dog up on my bed...ate more in a week than I did all of last month!
I did a interview today for a newspaper article about musicians trying to get their music onto the radio. I shared my frustration with sending out dozens of Cds and getting no responses. I am still optimistic about being heard, I just need to find creative ways of side-stepping the walls of silence.
I am playing tomorrow night at The Singing Goat in Sherbrooke. I hope my Lennoxville and Sherbrooke people will represent.
Heres how I feel right now....On the second day of our road trip down here, Dylan's Iphone was set to random playing music as we drove through the mountains. As we were coming down a big hill, Sky To Ground, by Xavier Rudd and Izintaba. I had never heard it before, and it was so nice that I teared up.
I think that when I left Vancouver and started this trip, like a true Pisces, my head was in the clouds. I had all these romantic ideas of what would happen, that I would play music everywhere, get on the radio, meet Ron Sexsmith along the way, make enough money to drive back to Vancouver...I have to say that the trip incredible. I learned a lot about myself, and I developed a new love for Canada.
And as for my head? It has made it from the sky to the ground.
not to say I have given up dreaming...I can leave my head up in the clouds just long enough to snatch up the tunes that floated out of my head the day before...and then bring them down to the ground...and play them...and play them...and play them...until someone listens.