Whew! The holidays are over. Having a baby has changed the
dynamic for celebrating the Yuletide cheer-for the better. It is all about her.
I have an interesting relationship with some of my
relatives. They have no idea who I am or what I have done for the past twenty
plus years.
I have actively been playing in bands since 1987. In that
time I have written at least 100 songs, recorded with bands/solo, been in two
musical productions, played over 1,000 shows, and toured the US a couple of
times. Granted I am not a member of the Dave Mathews Band, but being a musician
is part of who I am. And in 2010, I received my master’s degree in music
history to boot! So when there are gestures that are completely oblivious to
the fact that I know how to play instruments or know anything about music. I
have to laugh and say things like- “Yeah, I know, I have played guitar for
twenty five years,” or my favorite “Her (my daughter) parents are both
musicians, you know?”
Okay, I am not super duper close to these people, but the
small talk at these functions either there is no effort to find out how I am
doing or if there is an acknowledgment it is usually negative. One of my
favorites from about 8 years ago was, “I don’t know why you still waste your
time playing, it seems like a waste of time.” A classic!
At least now, they don’t have to pretend to give a crap
about me, because it IS and SHOULD be all about the baby. I want her to play
instruments so bad. I hope that if she does decide to be a musician they will recognize
her passion for it. I wasn’t going to post this, but fuck it they are not gonna
read it anyway.
The picture is a painting that is on one of those boxes that control the stop lights. It is on my way home from work and when I was pregnant I walked by it everyday.
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