I guess most of you don’t know that I’m an Old-Time Clawhammer Banjo player. Well, I am, have been since I was 19 (a long long time ago), and always will be, until my hands just quit on me. That banjo has pulled me out of some dreadfully dark places. I have clung to it like a life raft, and it has never let me down.
Last night was horrible. I woke up with a just-shy-of full-blown manic attack at two AM. After a total of 5 mg of Ativan failed to stop the racing squirrels rushing round in their cage (read: my head), and by now it was 5 AM, I took some more Seroquel and at last managed to at least lie down and close my eyes for a couple of hours. Now I just feel gross and exhausted and can’t do anything. I’m supposed to make Friday Night dinner for my family, but now I just don’t know how I could possibly manage that. So I’m going to have to call my mother and disappoint her, but there’s only so much I can squeeze out of myself. I guess that’s the “disability” part of it, eh?
But back to the banjo part. There’s this outfit called Number One Music, an internet radio station, that I apparently signed up my one existing album for, without paying any attention to it, some years back. I guess. I really don’t remember. Forgot.
It’s an international, well, worldwide, you know, because of the Web, thing. Radio station. They send me weekly emails, which I ignore. But this morning with my vision pretty hazy, I opened today’s email from them instead of throwing it in the trash.
It seems that on this week’s charts I am numbers One, Five and Six in the Top Ten in the Acoustic genre. EH? How did that happen???? That’s kinda...BITCHEN, really.
Durn, I better start working on that second album, if people seem to like the first one so much!
If you want to listen to all the tracks for free you can go to their site.
If you wanna buy my music (nice stocking stuffer! Shameless plug) you can go to CDBaby, where ALL my music is half-price thru Dec. 31, including digital downloads and single tracks, but if I were you I’d go for the physical disk because it has awesome photos like the one you see here, and a jewel case liner with very sparse but present liner notes. I was so sick when I made that recording that I listen to it and go, how in the hell did we manage to squeeze that one out???
Now to return to the interesting task of trying to walk straight after all those drugs. I might use my cane to keep from falling down. Again.