I know this has been out a while, but as usual, I'm late, I'm late, I'm late for a very important date!! LOL I want to congratulate two of my bloggie buddies Pam of yoborobo.blogspot.com and Lorri-Marie Jenkins of wingingit-wingingit.blogspot.com for show casing their stuffies in the above for-mentioned publication. Oh my, I sound so legal!! I happen to be a proud owner of their wonderful little creations and are displayed in my muses corner in my living room. They brighten up my little corner of life and are there to help me when I've reached a dead end in creativity. Ladies, I applaud you!!
Speaking of creativity, I had a near crises yesterday in my studio. I think I've mentioned my CD player in the studio was kaputz and I ended up having to listen to my cassettes and local radio stations. Well, no big deal since I was listening to music, both new and old...I was reintroduced to some of my old favorites in my cassette collection and updated on new music on the radio. My honey has this magic fix-it guy who can fix anything except plasma televisions and since we don't have one, it's moot! Anyway, he took the stereo to Daryell yesterday and I thought I had my music covered since I had 2 portable CD players. I would have to put one in my pocket since I move around a lot in my studio space, but I was willing to deal with the inconvenience just to listen to my tunes. I loaded one of them up with 2 AA batteries, inserted my CD and hit play....nothing, tried again, nothing, even blew into the little works to perhaps blow away the problem, but alas, nothing. So I had one dead soldier, so on to another. Well, without going into detail, I did the same thing with the other one and the same thing happened, nothing. I was beginning to feel desperate. Our other stereo is in the family room, far from my studio and my computer is here in my office, on opposite side of the house. The sweat began to run down my face, I was fritzing out!! I looked everywhere for something to plug into the wall, something that took batteries, anything. The last thing I wanted to hear was the sound of my own voice or worse yet, silence!!!
I was then reminded of a particular episode in one of my favorite television programs that came on late at night..."Soap." How many of you remember that show and actually watched it as an adult?? LOL
It ran from 1977 to 1981. It was terribly funny and I would love to buy the series of DVD's now being offered. Well, back to my nervous breakdown...there was this one episode where Billy Chrystal decided to mess with his brother who only communicated through a wise cracking puppet named Bob, or maybe the brother was named Bob, anyway, it happened this way. Billy Crystal hides the puppet and the brother comes downstairs for breakfast and finds Bob not at his usual place at the kitchen table, he freaks out and can't convey his desperation and frustration without the puppet. His brother tells him he's doing this for his own good and has admitted to hiding Bob. The voiceless brother begins grabbing at all kinds of fruits and vegetables and turning them into puppets, screaming and begging for Bob to appear. He grabs a banana, slits a mouth and gives him 2 eyes...the banana starts yelling at Billy Chrystal, then he gets an orange, does the same thing, the orange is yelling out his desperation for his puppet, and so on and so forth. I thought I was going to die of laughter watching that episode. Well, I was like that poor brother, trying desperately finding a source to play my music.
Then out of the heavens, a light shone on my old kitchen CD/radio player, bolted under one of the cabinets. I recall it gave up the ghost several years ago and I just never got around to unscrewing it from it's wooden grave. So I plugged it in, at this point, I didn't see I'd loose anything other than my mind. It lit up, time flashing in red, reminding me of an old, broken neon bar light. I inserted my CD, Il Divo, and hit play CD! AAAAAHHHHHHH it worked and a cacophony of beautiful voices, tenors and baritones, whatever, came out of that old CD player! It worked and no one was more pleasantly surprised than I!! So I enjoyed the remainder of my studio time, sculpting a little skelly relief for my wooden purse and singing along to the music.
Even as I sit here, I'm listening to Pandora...the voice of a very young Joni Mitchell lulls my mind and comforts my soul. I need music in my life. I can't live without it, it's my manna from heaven, my life source, medicine for my body, mind and soul. So my dear friends, when you find yourself feeling a bit down, put on some music. Put it on if your feeling great too...nothing like it in the whole world and if you can, dance. Peace out.