It's amazing that our little cadre of independent (i.e.: Not Aligned With Any Organized Entertainment Entity Traded On A Stock Exchange) musicians is so booked. In response to a formal invitation recently all express interest bordering on fascination and many are, sadly, already logistically betrothed. One multi-instrumentalist will be in the mythical Arcadian Territory of the American northwest, performing with stiltwalkers. Another will be touring in support of a Standard Singer/Songwriter Model. Still others are promised in Europe or the Balkan States. One accepts with a caveat that they may get a better monetary offer and, if they do, they will take it. Herding cats ain't in it. But several have accepted unconditionally (barring hell or high water). Will a second set of invitees be second best? Don't you beleive it. Oftentimes the first choice is decidedly *not* the right choice, as evidenced by spectacular results following the next round. You never know what's going to happen.
In other news: My briefly beloved warehouse 6 is not an option, according to J. Her research has uncovered the fabulously decrepit building's status as "condemned." A damn shame.
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