While a big fan of interdependence—indeed, we would not have come close to surviving our snow trip without the shovelers and snow-plowers and chain- sawers of trees across the road, etc.— my life is also built around being the main guy in charge of way too many things! I’m the CEO of my Pentatonic Press, handling order fulfillment, invoices, accounting, storage, printing, advertising, and more. I’m the travel agent arranging all the flights for workshops. I’m the artistic agent handling all the details of arranging workshops— schedules, accommodations, merch for sale, finances. I’m the President of two music ed boards —and while writing that, realized both are overdue for a meeting! I’m the director of the summer Orff Level training course and my own Jazz Course in New Orleans. Blah-blah-blah. There’s more and none of this is boasting. It’s more a cry for help!
Suddenly on my weird farm, everything is coming due at once. The cows need to be milked, the chickens fed, the hay stacked, the fields plowed, the garden weeded, the fruit picked, the tractor repaired, the barn re-built, the fences fixed, the compost turned, the meals cooked and the kids tucked in at night. I need some hired hands here, people! And that becomes yet one more thing to put on my list.
Nothing is more boring than hearing about someone else’s busyness/ business but since I’m the CEO of my Blog, I feel compelled to write something. But now I feel guilty for wasting your time. So speaking of hands, a Facebook memory popped up of me jamming on a jazz tune called “Cute” with someone (Kenneth Ngo) at my workshop in Singapore 7 years ago. It’s not bad! At least more entertaining than my whining above Check it out:
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