Depressed and Down This Weekend
Man I just can't seem to get anything right. I have my computer back but no desk - I'll get my wife's as soon as she gets her new one, which I won in an auction at work. But getting this monster up the three flights of stairs is honestly going to take a miracle of braun. This is set tentatively for Thurday. But I write this sitting on the floor.
I have two talks to give in Cleveland on March 14, and my progress has hit a wall. So I get more and more down about the fact that things are moving so slowly and as a result they move even more slowly. I need to snap out of this. But I am lethargic, worthless. I send out emails and no one answers them, giving myself the pitful impression that everyone I know has something better to do than write an email to me. I ran out of my medication a couple of days ago, and cannot refill until the end of next week. I'm a sight, indeed.
Nothing is going right - I was hoping to get the Local Music Show on WCBN this week as I have a friend who really wants to play it. I claimed it immediately when the call for a sub went out, only to discover later in the day that someone who pledged to do it after I had already put in my claim was awarded the slot. I could get all mad, take it back, make a big deal about it, but I'm tired of dickering with WCBN'ers about airtime. Their poor sense of organization, and the fact that the various players there don't talk to one another, is not my fault.
As I may have mentioned before, there is a new couple who are running our church services after Pastor Bob left for the greener pastures of South Lyon. They are having a tough time getting adjusted. The Pastor's wife is running the Praise Team now, and our friend Ken who ran it before has left the church. She had asked me for advice, and I was honest with her, but I could tell what I was saying was getting her mad for all kinds of reasons that I didn't know the background on. After I left my wife told me she was bawling a blue streak. What did I do now?!
Before that I was listening to a young fellow they were talking to about how to get a band in there, what kind of gear they need etc. He was saying things like "you'll need to get some real good reverb on the drums." What?! Reverb on the DRUMS? Wherever did he get that idea? Sure, it'll work real good - the kick drum will be heard behind behind the pulpit some 1.6 seconds before it's reverbed image smacks against the glass windows in the back of the sanctuary, just enough time to throw the whole congregation off! That's why rock musicians don't make for good soundmen.
I think I'll try to get my tape and CD set up and then go to bed. What a weekend! I can't wait to get back to work.
Uncle Dave Lewis