My dear friend has a new apartment since last I visited her. It’s a treehouse, so I’m over looking the neighbourhood which is drenched with sun. Fellow birds chirp.
…that was yesterday – today it’s a very different story with the rain pelting down on this treehouse. I thank the gods it has a roof and four walls.
Today, lunch was with my friend (and producer – but friend is at the top of the list) Danny Greenspoon. A more delightful man would be hard to find. I know that beneath his flesh and bones lies a great heart – not to suggest is is usually hidden . For me, his quick-to-react brain and his good natured self-deprecation won me from the start. But, he’s also delivered two CDs to me, both of which have made me happy.
The last one in particular, as much for production as for the sheer delight in the very organic way it came together. Danny has a talent for talent, and even a word hacker like me can be made to sound good in the embrace of great musicians and great singers. “Greytown” feels like family, without squabbles. I could have fallen backwards and been caught by these guys and gals (yes, gals – way better than girls).
Tomorrow, off to Ottawa and the continued wondering about what to wear to the show. “Always a bridesmaid” I wrote to a friend, so perhaps something in a nice pastel.
Oh, and I now have my guitar back. Bliss. When my fingernail grows back on my middle right finger I think I will actually play it. Big thanks to Linda Manzer (http://www.manzer.com/guitars/)and Tony Duggan-Smith (http://tonyduggan-smith.com/) for the tremendous work.
It’s good here in the Big Smoke and don’t let anyone say it’s not so. Cities are just a lot of people surrounded by different architecture. Some good of both here.
Good night. Have a sweet dream.