So the end of 2015 was not without it’s dark moments for me.
After 15 and a half years, my beloved super pooch Angel, passed on and with
that came some unpleasant darkness. I essentially hadn’t lived any of my adult
life without her and I was reeling for a little while. I am delighted to say I
am feeling way better now.
In the recovery process, I wrote a number of songs that
explored a lot of the feelings I was having. I wrote some about sadness, others
about loss, some about Angel and ultimately, some songs about how I came to
feel better. I think it will cathartic for me to some degree to share them, so
I imagine a bunch of them will be popping up in this here 365 in the days and
weeks to come. Speaking of…
Sometimes in these dark moments, we must laugh as well and
few love a good pun as much as I So I deliver. In other words, I’m 12. Please
enjoy “It’s Seemin’.”
Operation 365 2 - Jefferson Jay - Covers – 27 “Bathtub Gin”
by Phish
I love Phish and consider them a huge part of my life and my
musical existence. I have enjoyed 80 or so shows and had countless amazing
experiences through the band. Phish led me to jazz and other music I may never
have loved without them. I am deeply grateful.
Even in the last year, seeing the Trey Anastasio Band play a
great show at House of Blues was a thrill. An even bigger thrill was going to
see Trey play with the Grateful Dead in Santa Clara last June. I have been
seeing Phish shows since 1993. I feel I have grown with the band and the mood
was just right that night for me to recognize the world as one without
question. I could see it. Sometimes, I just know this in theory, but at this
moment, I felt proof. I was so happy for Trey, like an old friend.
I felt his joy because I’m him and he’s me. We are all each
other. We’re the table, the chairs. We are the walrus. I figured out what they
meant by that there and then. I was very humble basking in the brilliant joy of
this experience. Hail to all my UMASS friends with whom I enjoyed so much
Phish. Hail to Mike Warrington, my friend and mentor, without whom, I highly
doubt I’d have done any of this.
Hail to Bathtub Gin. In the end, pigs do fly.
Operation 365 2 - Jefferson Jay - Words – 27 “From the
Annals 1”
“Sharing is caring.” Not sharting. Be careful for typos.
They can be messy
Today I wasn’t feeling words so much. I’ve said a lot
already it seems in 27 days of 365. So I delved into the arsenal. The silent
arsenal of words I’ve gathered since 1992. Here I picked a book and read. It
took me on a journey as everything does, ultimately landing in January 2002,
when I was 27. On the 27th day of the 365. Everything happens for a
reason. There is no random. And that’s why a new year, Star Wars, crossroads
and acknowledgements of an artist with an arsenal, me, fell into my hands on
today’s 365.
Everybody has a 365. I just film and share mine.
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