Hiding under a pile of jackets in the guest bedroom

I was under a blanket of coats

In the guest bedroom

There was a party at my door

It calmed me more and more

I was thinking about things that calmed me recently.  And I guess as a child I have memories of finding my way into the guest bedroom and friends and relatives houses.  A pile of assorted jackets, smelling like an assortment of perfumes and an array of textiles and leather.  I always felt really calm in there.  This make shift coat room. I would crawl under the jackets and sleep, with the faint sound of the party just around the corner.

That's kind of how I like to live my life.  I'm not the center of the party, but I like knowing that it's there if I want it.  I like hearing snippets of conversation, portions of someone's laughter, the smell of dinner, the faint spell of a jazz on the radio...

We can't hide in the guest bedroom under a pile of strangers jackets forever.  Though sometimes I'd like to, the hum of a party isn't always enough.

And so I take center stage next week at the Painted Lady here in the Big Smoke aka Toronto.  I don't play many shows, for reasons that are not entirely clear to me.  I like playing music, I like singing, I like talking to a crowd... but I just haven't found my groove... yet.

Now that things are making sense, I'm focusing my kaleidoscope again to reveal different shapes and colors; so to speak.  Thinking about the coming months, I have to pause and scratch my head a little "How's that going to work?"  That however, is the fun part. The moments from A to B, not A and B themselves is where the magic takes place.

Sometimes I feel like my career is a series of warm pasta noodles that we throw against the wall to see which stick and which do not. I'm a noodle like that.  And hey, for a half Italian kid, you have to expect some pasta jokes! Aye! Oh!

I can only stay under these metaphorical mixed jackets for long. Eventually we venture out on stage and sing songs that we wrote for someone, which means nothing to them, but translates over to mean something to you.

Hope to see you there.