hi.
back home in nyc.
landed at good old nwk (newark airport) in a nice little snowstorm.
one way in which i know that my status as a public-figure musician has changed is that the flight attendants often tell me that they like my music. that’s odd. i imagine that i will forever think of myself as a lowly musician to whom not many people pay much attention, even though present circumstances seem to challenge my perception of myself.
ah well, old habits die hard, especially when they’re founded upon a nice solid bedrock of low self-esteem.
i re-read ‘slaughterhouse 5’ on the plane, and i was reminded of how much i love that book. i should re-read it more often, for it makes me see the world in a very different and nice light. the protagonist is a modern day hero, up there with prince myshkin and homer simpson. except that the protagonist gets to spend his days on a far-distant planet with a beautiful movie star, so i guess that in some ways compromises his modern day hero status. ah well. he’s still a nice protagonist to hang out with for a couple of fictional hours.
i could (and should) indulge in some sleazy name dropping (i was in l.a for 6 days, and as we all know l.a is just lousy with celebrities),but in the interest of appearing modest i won’t.
and it’s 4 a.m, i just got home from the airport, and that means it’s time to turn on the equipment and get to work.
-moby