Friday, July 3, 2009

Burying a rock!


(This ones full of songs and vids so take the time to click and enjoy!)

Hi guys,
Sorry for not writing more often but even though it's been quite a while since my run in with my 'Appendicitis'. It has taken much longer to re-coup my mojo. This stems from the fact that the show I was going to perform has now been permanently shelved'. It must seem silly to civilians but I found myself deeply depressed. Those who know me are familiar with my Jim Kirk fixation at not believing in the 'Kobayashi Maru' but the more I tried to put this 'Turkey' on the more it went to hell! It had been three months following in the foot steps of Sisyphus pushing his boulder up and down those freaking hills in the Greek Underworld. Every time I thought I had it sorted out and was approaching the summit. The freaking rock would get away from me and roll to the bottom again. So, I buried the boulder in the cat pan and have been licking my wounds ever since.
Anyway, I'm feeling much better and am sitting on a lovely old leather couch in my newly decorated bedroom. The walls are starting to look like mine as the sci-fi posters begin to cover up the plain ivory white paint. It's hard to give up your own apartment full of stuff and travel back home with only a suitcase of possessions into a single room. But with time you gather new pieces and start again. The sun is streaming in and we are in the midst of a hot, sticky summer day. It took a while for the temperature to stabilize but now we've settled into a bake cycle of humid high 80's and 90's.
I've just taken my aunt and Mom out to eat at one of my favorite spots. It's called 'Cheers' after the TV show but there the comparisons stop. There are no eccentric regular drunks or humorous bar tenders. Instead it's owned by locals and the food is mostly Spanish fare served quickly and hot. While Mom and auntie swapped gossip about various members of the family. I read our local newspaper 'The Gibraltar Chronicle'. It's not much to peruse and everyone says so, but buy one and those same people borrow yours and have a peek . The city around us was humming with activity as Gibraltar settles into it's summer routine of tourists washing up upon our shores from the cruise ships and coaches. Whom then rush around attempting to soak in the magic of Gib in just a few short hours. Locals in their shorts and summer dresses take this influx of people in their stride and use the side streets to avoid the crush of humanity on our Main ave. While cars and motorcycles clog the roads due to Government's insistence on scheduling major roadworks at exactly the wrong time. I smile at the proof that bureaucracy like everything else is international! As I'm paying up the sounds of Micheal Jackson's 'Billie Jean' pump out from a passing car and once again for a few more moments the Black Orpheus lives. We in Gibraltar have been affected by his death though running a few notches shy of Australia who've been (according to Internet sources) literally killing themselves to join him walking on the moon. Speaking of which I'm looking up at my brand new poster of Buzz Aldrin on the lunar surface and remembering that wonderful moment when America meant something good to us all. Have a wonderful fourth and much love. Miss you all Andrew Dark