I'm finally starting to feel normal after a bout with the stomach flu. Nothing like a short break with an illness like that to remind you about how quickly it could all be over. Lying there, curled up in fetal position on the bathroom floor, I could see how people come to the decision that life is just too painful to take. It was a lesson to not take it for granted that almost every day of my life I wake up happy and ready for the world.
We had a band party last weekend and got a little jam going on. That reminded me of why I"m doing this; you can't get that sort of thing playing alone in the studio. Sometimes you just need to cut loose. You get a moment where everything melts away but the beat, and you are very close to the cave men dancing around a fire thousands of years ago.
It was worth the price of beer and hotdogs to get a few minutes of that energy. It needs to happen again soon.
