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Guests and relatives mindful of etiquette.
Drink and eat quietly,
Fussing, not fussing.
I'm glad I prepared my space so soon. It might inspire Kim to try to outdo me with some nice results.
I'm pretty hungry now. I may not move from this spot until it's time to play. I feel high.
I can understand more now why austerities are considered spiritual. Besides renouncing and controlling desires, one comes as close as one can to Death in order to catch a whiff of the after-life. My spiritual ladder is real and I intend to go up it.
At this point I would certainly rather Jim not test his equipment anymore.
Now he's playing scales.
I've always hated hearing people warm-up before the gig. It's like saying that certain sounds don't count. I'll leave. There are too many people out there.
IT'S BECOME INCREASINGLY MORE IMPORTANT THAT WE DON'T PLAY. BUT, I CERTAINLY UNDERSTAND IF THERE ARE CERTAIN BUGS TO BE WORKED OUT.
DO YOU AGREE?
OR THINK!
THERE'S ALWAYS A CERTAIN AMOUNT OF ERROR THAT WILL HAPPEN WHEN PLAYING SOMEONE ELSE'S MUSIC.
Back to sonic bliss.
The water becomes sweeter as it becomes my only sustenance.
The overtones of the planes.
Everything all at once.
SUNANDA'S BRINGING FOOD FOR 7 - IF YOU WANT FOR YOU (ET AL)?
WE'RE CHEATING A LITTLE.
ALSO, WHEN THE KRISHNAS GET HERE THEY MIGHT NEED TO BE TOLD TO BE AS QUIET AS POSSIBLE.
Jim has expanded on my solo piece 5/2. This is like a gift to me.
Tim has read what I have written so far.
IT'S 8:30. WHERE'S ADAM?
It's interesting how sacred and profane mix freely together.
All talking is profane. All writing is profane.
Monks are great performance artists.
As folks walk up to read Gold Dust, they go up my ladder.
EXCUSE ME. THIS MAY BE IMPORTANT. IF ADAM NO-SHOWS, THEN NO STEREO MIC WHICH MEANS WE'LL HAVE TO USE THE LIVE MICS. YOU CAN SHARE WITH ME, KIM. WE'D PROBABLY BE MORE ACOUSTIC.
The performance was magical. Sunanda gave us prasadam as if on cue from Radha falling off the speaker. And, Adam and Dave came in the middle of the music in tasteful ways.
The audience picked up on the silence as they walked in.