That should bring back memories for the people that spent Christmas in the islands every year. :rasta:

Els,
I've always dug your posts, and I'm all about Pagans, I'm downloading your music as we speak (note that I did not use the word "tunes" and I appreciate that some day you won't call my photographs "pics") (umm, I guess I'm downloading as I type. We're not really speaking are we?)

BUT, either your math sucks or you are in some kind of warp in the time/space continuum.
To wit and viz:
...When I was 10 years old (back in 1966)...Fast forward about 20 years...She was 16, I was 15...Decades went by...Her spouse over these past 20 years...So, fast forward a few more months...We went to an audition, and within five minutes...for about three weeks of free performances...This was almost nine years ago...

So according to my calculations, and trust me I am no mathmagician, you are either 135 years old or you haven't been born yet. In either case I am so close to getting DSL so I can download all of your music.

Waiting waiting...

Also, you didn't directly ask this, but I feel that you and Lane have a serious soul connection that is constantly being affirmed by the ten thousand things.

Do you know this poem by Mary Oliver? It makes me think of you.
Wild Geese

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

Mary Oliver

Just poor wording on my part, not faulty math. I was not familiar with that poem before. It is very interesting, indeed.

As far as a soul connection, I suppose that is possible. I know we used to think so, but as I find time passing by (at an accelerated rate...someone call Einstein, please), I find that our mundane lives continue to diverge further and further apart, and the things we have in common become less and less.

The music does continue to bind us in some sense, certainly. Unfortunately, the reality of family, work and finance make it harder and harder to spend as much time making music as I'd like. As much as *either* of us would like.

I guess that is why the body isn't the soul. Ya know render unto cesear etc.
I am convinced there is a whole other realm that we inhabit maybe while asleep, or awake. We exist on many planes.

Maybe when you make music your physical self is closer to where your soul abides?

I know my body and soul are having a long distance relationship, but that's another story...

I have no doubt about that. The whole reason I make music at all, despite a distinct lack of sufficient skills, is that it resonates within me somewhere that I cannot possibly comprehend, but must merely accept.

Although I'm on a bit of a posting hiatus, I couldn't pass up the opportunity to tell you how much I enjoyed your music.

Not an especially literate offering so I won't be expecting any extra credit but I wanted to give credit where credit is due. And not that my opinion matters but I think an artist should create art to suit him/her self and disregard what anyone else thinks of it lest the art become self-conscious and lose its spirit. Validation is not only irrelevant to the artist but worse it can, sometimes, be counterproductive.

Thanks for sharing your work. If I had something as beautiful as that to share, I would indeed share it.

That's one of the nicest things anyone has ever said to me, Beestie. Thank you!

Ain't that the truth brother. Been there, done that, remember wearing the hair shirt (OUCH!) .

I can't say that I make music for the audience/to share but I do know that I need to make music in order to be comfortable within myself.
Sadly my clunky 40k bps connection means that I may never get to hear your tunes (so much for life in the back of beyond!).

Well, I'll probably make a big stink when the new CD gets done, so bug me and I'll send you one. It'll be awhile yet...

I'll take a few of those. :corn: