Big hearted days

So then there are days where it doesn't feel like January.
Days where you find yourself in the sauna of the small town radio station, chatting effortlessly for nearly an hour about the joys of house concerts, finding community and togetherness through music, getting excited about new projects*, and discovering and facing  things about yourself.

Days when you load the email and find an accidental message written for someone else. One that leaves you grinning knowing that the efforts you put out there are appreciated.

Days where you visit a past labour of love and find it growing and thriving without you worrying.

A day where you finish a knitting project and you've knit to gauge the whole project through.

A day where you're silly and comfortable in your own skin.

Those days can happen even in January.

* I feel like I need to keep track of the details here, for whenever my Alzheimer's might kick in and I don't understand my own codes.

www.northumberlandsmalltime.com was launched last monday, so I was the guest on "art beat" this week.
I found a message sent from one musician to some others across the globe , it was sent accidentally to me, it was sweet and affirming and I might have cried a little.
I stopped in to the NUkeO uke jam tonight, the room was packed. It felt great to be an observer and to help throw in some playing tips where I could. I'm so glad I was able to let it go and that people stepped up to continue it.
I finished knitting a big ol'shrug thing tonight. Started with the intent to wear with my favourite dress in the world.. the one that I have to try to remember to not wear daily.
I have a temporary roommate again, I'm so glad to have Mark back. And I'm so glad to have the company around the house.
Even the cold can be warm.

Air waves

There's been some talk between myself and a dear friend about the possibility of starting our own radio program. Have I mentioned this before?

Mostly it would be hilarious, and when we tell people about the idea, they seem to agree that it would be awesome and they would even tune in.

Our town started it's own radio station. All volunteers,  it reminds me of a university or college radio station.  You never know what you're going to hear. One guy will make a comment about the weather... while not actually having looked outside all day or even glanced at a forecast.

Or someone will put the programming to "random" and you'll end up listening to a 60's piece, Aengus, then some serious opera, then a cowboy tune, then the Killers all in a row.
I text Aengus every time they play him.... because, why not?

Tonight I was singing along to "does your chewing gum loose it's flavour on the bed post overnight"  then "footloose" while we drove back from IKEA in the work van.

I tried to explain to my coworker about the station, how sometimes it's on random, and sometimes it's loosely connected... but when I got home tonight the Dj just... um... nailed it?

"I've got a run of ten songs coming up next... and they've all got one thing in common... it's a loose thread but they all have one tiny syllable in common... they all have one syllable names!"
"First up, a tune by "Ben Fold's Five"....
Army".

I was already laughing when the song started, so I still don't know if the dj swore on air because he realized his clever tie-in was ruined with the first song, or because the band dropped the F bomb in the second line.

I love radio.

head aches

There's one thing about the new job that pains me.

The music selection.

I support a young person who's taste in music is limited to the current top 4 songs.

If those 4 songs could be played on an endless loop, she'd be happy... thanks to the wonders of radio planning, by flipping the station after every song, she's found a way to play those 4 songs in endless succession.

Enter some awesomeness.

This may be the only redeeming version of this song.

Though, I'll admit- the "Elmo and I know it" tune is the alternative I sing when subjected to the radio version.

oh say

so, I spent the afternoon in the studio the other day...

and now if you listen carefully, you might catch me singing some commercials on the radio.
ha!

ear worm

this song has been eating my brain ever since I first heard it.

(chart 107 on R3-30.. it likely made it out before then... but I'm kinda sporadic in my listening... I'll listen to the same chart for like 4 weeks)

you might have seen me dancing when you've walked past the house.

you'll probably like it.

K'naan - in the beginning 

(you'll have to scroll down a bit on the dial for that page)

give it a try.

(insert nelson laugh here)

So, I'm driving.
I do that.
And I'm listening to some tunes.
I do that.
And I'm trying to turn up the music.
Cause I like that sometimes.
And my volume dial has been broken for years.
Cause I'm cheap.
So I'm spinning the volume dial, trying so hard to get it right.
And then I realize.

I'm listening to the ipod.

For Babycheeks

... on the off chance he's reading::

Stuart announced today the launch of the new Vinyl Cafe website.
I have no problems with my Cbc addiction, and really, it's just a matter of time before you're hooked too.

And thank you for giving me back a microphone. I'm heart happy for it.