Thumper's Advice

I think it was in the movie Bambi (which is probably my earliest—and most terrifying—movie-going experience), where the bunny rabbits came to see the new born “Prince of the Forest.” Little Thumper said something honest like, “His legs are all wobbly” and his mother admonished him, “If you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.”

Why am I telling this little story? Just to paraphrase Thumper— “If you don’t have anything to say, don’t say anything at all.” Or as another proverb says it, “Don’t speak unless you can improve on the silence.” For probably the first time in the 9 months since starting this Blog, I don’t have anything that feels interesting to report.

Of course, I could come up with something here or simply tell about my rare jazz trio performance at a private party on Friday night, the all-day Orff workshop followed by a great restaurant and the Esperanza Spalding concert on Saturday, the World Music rehearsal at the Ali Akbar Khan College of Music (please add to my list of The University of Intimate Spaces) on Sunday or the decision to open up Pandora’s boxes in my front room and go through a giant purging, one sheet of paper at a time, on Monday. But none of it feels like a worthy improvement on silence.

And so, my world-record shortest posting.