Long, Strange Trip

Having started out yesterday “Brain-Fried and Twisted” I only thought I was brain-fried. Today’s long, strange trip from home to Nashville was filled with drama (facing the 18-wheelers on the shoulder of the interstate changing a flat…with my guitars, congas, and percussion stands in a ditch so I could get to the spare), decision (best instrument to accompany one of the tunes and who plays woodwinds in town), and just plain fatigue (long trip without the flat and stop and go traffic for mile after mile due to an accident). So it’s not only brain-fried, but body-weary. It’s only 9:00 pm but it feels like 2:00 am.

Good night.