TIme For Music

After some household chores this morning, this is how I spent the rest of the morning: on the futon looking over the beautiful desert, writing music with a cat asleep on my foot. Guitar, blue jeans, manuscript paper and a cat.

When I actually get a decent recording of this song maybe I'll put a link so you can hear it. Maybe...just maybe.

This weekend in Tucson is the Folk Music Festival. I do not know if I will go, though. In fact I am down-right hesitant. For one, I'd have to get up off the futon and that would involve moving the cat.

Seriously, I just don't know about investing the better part of two hours round trip and hoping to find something fun to listen to in the meantime. I am cynical about the whole deal and I don't know why. I like playing some old cowboy folk songs but I am concerned I will run into hippie aural run-off and people complaining about their lives out of key. It's a bad attitude I know.

Another thing: I am listening to Devo as I write this so I am not in a "folkie" mood at all. It is also my day off and I am rather enjoying my time at home alone.

I'll let you know how it goes. In the meantime, I see this picture and wish I could purr instead of snoring.