freaking freely

tuna was HOT last weekend. had "modern thai" for dinner pre-show, at a little place called ~sea~. i had red pumpkin curry, with a martini cucumber salad for starters. tasty, tasteful food. when we walked into the mystic and settled in, i felt a massive wave of comfort immediately roll over me. it felt like "here is my tribe-- here they all are!" it was a joy to be around the freaks for an evening. saw a few familiar faces, then proceeded to soak up the sound i'd been craving. the 1st set was acoustic and the 2nd set was rip-roaring electric. "i wish you would" tore the roof off the place. we loved it. being away was great fun for the man and i. it was even more fun getting back home the next day. we watched our girl sing that night, in her last choral concert of the 7th grade. beautiful.

the next night, i was interviewed by phone for a "podcast" on closet deadhead. it is to be broadcast in the next month. too funny! apparently the gentleman who runs the site, sam whitmore found my blog entry about "the birth of the aiko's", liked it, and asked me if i wanted to be a part of a future podcast. i was surprised and flattered. the interview was lots of fun. we just yakked, and he asked me questions about the story on my blog. he does a fine job of it. the whole idea/concept of "closet deadhead" is perfect. because really, we all are. it's not for everyone, never tried to be, and being a deadhead is often a sadly misunderstood thing. i gave up trying to "explain" it a long time ago. or as jerry once said... "it's like black licorice. some people don't like black licorice, but those that do REALLY REALLY like it!"... or something like that. anyway, i will post a link to it when the show is up on the closet deadhead page. it feels good to acknowledge and be true to who and what you are, even when much of mainstream society doesn't understand it or like it.

"there is a road, no simple highway, between the dawn and the dark of night. and if you go, no one may follow. that path is for your steps alone."