07.09.05
Im an idiot.
So its officially beyond showtime and Im typing one handed in the back of the bus before the codeine kicks in. why am I not onstage in Vancouver tonight you might ask? Because, recently Ive had this desire to bring back into my life the activities that dominated my childhood. Things like jumping rope, golfing, surfing, and skateboarding to name a few. I dont know why this is. I like the adrenalin rush I suppose, along with the sensation you acquire when breathing deep due to aerobic exercise. Today I was attempting to grind a common parking lot dead man on a skateboard, and instead of stumbling forward like I usually do, I landed on my arm, fracturing my elbow, enabling me to play guitar. In fact, the second doctor I saw informed me that I would have no strength in my arm for a few weeks. Ive lost the ability to curl or twist my left arm basically. But my real disorder still lies within my mental capacity for believing I could move the way I did back in high school.
How will this effect the rest of the tour? Well, we were actually looking for a new guitar player anyway since Bill Bell is returning to Toronto to be closer to his family and produce records again. This is something weve known for a while and are sad to see Bill go, but he leaves on good terms and will be playing with us until September as well as serve as musical director in our organization during replacement auditions and rehearsals. Weve reached out to him to see if he can sit in with Toca and I for this last week of shows. Ill be of sound mind to sing sing sing, Ill just be in a sling. If Bill cant get to Seattle, our buddy Danny Godinez will be playing the role of local guitar hero.
Im gonna ask Alaniss wardrobe department to fancy me up and more fashionable sling I think. The one I have now is dull and smells of hospitals and old sponge.
Knowing the show will go on, I move my frustration to this Sunday where I was to learn to drive a Nascar at Fontana with the Richard Petty Driving Experience. Having someone sit in on that does me no good. (Note to self: Try to be an idiot less.)
Ill go on more about my condition with funny anecdotes and messages from the realm of prescription drug-use in the near future. Until then, Im gonna forfeit my powers to the gods of healing, hoping Alanis is worried and wants to come over to kiss it and make it better. (Just kidding honey.)
With one hand in my pocket
and the one in the x-ray booth,
mraz.
Im an idiot.
So its officially beyond showtime and Im typing one handed in the back of the bus before the codeine kicks in. why am I not onstage in Vancouver tonight you might ask? Because, recently Ive had this desire to bring back into my life the activities that dominated my childhood. Things like jumping rope, golfing, surfing, and skateboarding to name a few. I dont know why this is. I like the adrenalin rush I suppose, along with the sensation you acquire when breathing deep due to aerobic exercise. Today I was attempting to grind a common parking lot dead man on a skateboard, and instead of stumbling forward like I usually do, I landed on my arm, fracturing my elbow, enabling me to play guitar. In fact, the second doctor I saw informed me that I would have no strength in my arm for a few weeks. Ive lost the ability to curl or twist my left arm basically. But my real disorder still lies within my mental capacity for believing I could move the way I did back in high school.
How will this effect the rest of the tour? Well, we were actually looking for a new guitar player anyway since Bill Bell is returning to Toronto to be closer to his family and produce records again. This is something weve known for a while and are sad to see Bill go, but he leaves on good terms and will be playing with us until September as well as serve as musical director in our organization during replacement auditions and rehearsals. Weve reached out to him to see if he can sit in with Toca and I for this last week of shows. Ill be of sound mind to sing sing sing, Ill just be in a sling. If Bill cant get to Seattle, our buddy Danny Godinez will be playing the role of local guitar hero.
Im gonna ask Alaniss wardrobe department to fancy me up and more fashionable sling I think. The one I have now is dull and smells of hospitals and old sponge.
Knowing the show will go on, I move my frustration to this Sunday where I was to learn to drive a Nascar at Fontana with the Richard Petty Driving Experience. Having someone sit in on that does me no good. (Note to self: Try to be an idiot less.)
Ill go on more about my condition with funny anecdotes and messages from the realm of prescription drug-use in the near future. Until then, Im gonna forfeit my powers to the gods of healing, hoping Alanis is worried and wants to come over to kiss it and make it better. (Just kidding honey.)
With one hand in my pocket
and the one in the x-ray booth,
mraz.
