Once again on Valentine’s
Day I wake up with a big, deep breath in, and a slow sigh of relief
out. I am single today. And it is glorious. With no expectations for
this absurd commercial holiday, I’m free to enjoy this day in any way
that I please. Which is how I spend pretty much every single day of my
life (no pun intended). Don’t get me wrong, as a musician, I do hard
work almost every day, with a true full day off maybe once every month
or TWO. Teaching daily ages 4-60, practicing whenever I have the energy,
errands, scheduling, phone calls and dozens of emails to answer always.
But when it’s over, whenever I decide that I’ve done my work for the
day, it is time, once again, to party however the fuck I please. Please
excuse my French. Or don’t. Fuck if I care. Because I don’t belong to
anyone, nobody belongs to me, and frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn.
So, Happy Valentine’s Day to all, and here’s
a shout out to my single friends. Teach the kids about music, change
those little lives, and then hand them back to the tired parents. Have a
30 Rock or Jon Stewart marathon, order a pizza, pour yourself a good
scotch, smoke weed, read a Glamour magazine or Kesey novel…. Is that my
biological clock I hear ticking? No, that was just my passing gas from
all my indulgence. Well, excuse me!
Love to all!
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