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Tough Few Days

Thursday October 6th 2016

1 2I was so discouraged today. Didn’t want to go out to play at all. I was depressed. Started thinking about Martha’s Vineyard and how much I miss it. We will probably never go there again and I don’t know why. I loved Martha’s Vineyard. We were so supported there. I wish we had more of that. I was hoping we’d do a show once a year in Martha’s Vineyard, but that’s not happening. Not one person who saw the shows liked us enough to bring us back. It depresses me a lot when I think about it.

The park seemed busy and quiet. Three people were waiting for us to begin. One woman sat on a pillar. She had unicorn hair, like me. She had seen us last week, went to our website, read my blog and listened to all of our music. Her name was Rachael. I love that. Such a rare thing. No one has said anything about my blog for months. It’s hard to keep going when no one seems to care. It takes every fiber of our being to do what we do. It’s so easy for someone to write something, say something, throw us a dollar. The least anyone can do is show a little support.

Rachael sat and watched our entire prayformance. It helped to have one person witnessing us. We got through an hour and 40 minutes and I just couldn’t perform anymore. It wasn’t as bad as yesterday, but it was still slow. Rachael knelt and spoke with us while we packed up. The amplified trio started playing. Whenever we hear them, we get sad. I called the park rangers, but who knows if they would come. We walked to the train, got salads for dinner and went home.

Wednesday October 5th 2016

Today was tough. I wasn’t very inspired to get up and got out to play, but I did. I did very simple makeup and hair, but I felt beautiful. That’s all that matters.45Dan Rubin came and Cover Story was performing. They hadn’t been at the tunnel for a week. We missed them! They said hello to us. They had a big crowd and it was quiet, so we thought we’d have a great day. Not so much.

We had big crowds but that was it. Generosity? Clapping? Not so much. The entire two hours, the same. A big crowd would gather, they’d clap tentatively, then no one (or maybe just one or two people) would come forward and they’d all just stand there staring at us. No one said anything to us. It was especially hard after seeing a sold out show where people were laughing and cheering and clapping emphatically the night before. We are alone, especially when things get hard. Our frustrations, our bad days aren’t very important to anyone.

Photo by Dan Rubin.

Photo by Dan Rubin.

I know. Boo hoo, poor me! I’m a world traveling musician who makes a living singing, only two hours a day. Easy you’d say. The truth is, it’s not! We’re struggling every day to get up and do it by ourselves. It is our choice to do it. That’s why no one else in the world does what we do. It’s too hard! I do wish it wasn’t such a lonely path. At least I have my Bunny. Being yourself requires trudging along through life alone. The fact I found someone to be at my side is incredible. We are alone, together, fighting the constant and daily uphill battle to make our art in this unfair and unjust world.

Photo by Dan Rubin.

Photo by Dan Rubin.

The fact we’re still doing it, that Thoth has been doing this for half his life is staggering. No matter how many great days we have, the days always get hard again. That’s life. We treated ourselves to salads and doughnuts for dessert.

Monday October 3rd 2016 and Tuesday October 4th 2016

So Monday and Tuesday (our days off) were pretty chill. On Monday we went to see a movie on 23rd St. and got a sandwich, doughnuts (at the best doughnut shop in NYC, Doughnut Plant) and ate our (free) leftovers from Sunday night at home. For how little I eat, I f’ing LOVE food!

On Tuesday we stayed in the house all day until time to go see “Falsettos” on Broadway. Sarah Kernochan, James Lapine’s wife, got us free tickets in the orchestra. (James is the director and book writer of the show.) We got there early and got a juice to tide us over for dinner. Picked up our tickets at the box office and went in.

Someone tapped me on the shoulder. It was James. I got up and hugged him. Such an awesome guy. We haven’t seen him since our opera commission last August in Martha’s Vineyard. He’s one of those people I love and admire a lot yet hardly ever see, like my other friend James, from England.

The first act was hysterical. The second act was more serious. I liked the first act more. James talked to us a little when the show was over. The show is in previews so he has to be there to watch it and give notes at the end. Stressful. We walked to 41st St. to have burgers for dinner. It was past midnight when we got home.

Such a Successful Weekend in Central Park!

Sunday September 25th 2016

Today would be a good day. There was nothing happening in the park, nothing at the Bandshell to bring the break dancers downstairs. It would be peaceful and quiet. I was sure of it. I did myself up for a Sunday prayformance, the best day of the week for us.

3 4I was right. As we walked through Strawberry Fields, we passed Josh, Dan Rubin’s brother. He was coming to see us perform. Dan showed up too! Yay. We got to start early because Cover Story wouldn’t be there. It was quiet and peaceful for our full 2 hour performance! It seemed kind of slow at first, but we ended up doing really well. We packed up while talking with Dan and Josh. Marcela arrived and began singing. She came over to ask if we were finished before starting. Much better! I’m glad.

We took the L train to Lorimer St. and had dinner at Santos Anne. Long day. Long week. Glad it’s over, but so glad it was so successful!

Saturday September 24th 2016

I slept 12 hours too offset my jet lag. Despite still being tired, I got made up and we went out to prayform at the Angel Tunnel. We knew there would be a big concert in the park and were unsure if we’d be able to play at all. Doing our best and having no expectations is the best way to live life I’ve found. You’re never disappointed, always pleasantly surprised. I’m not entitled to anything. When we get to prayform and have a successful day, it is a blessing. It is never a given!

2 1Sarah Kernochan said she’d stop by at the beginning to see us. That was motivation enough to go out. When the time rolled around, there she was, hugging me as we stretched on the pillars. She watched three songs “Anya” “Esh” and Ee-ay” and then left. She’s treating us to dinner on Thursday, so we’ll have more time to talk then.

People were super complimentary of my makeup and of our music. An Irish woman was adoring us. She waited for us to start and then bought a CD. “It’s magical what you do.” she said. I love when people call me or our music or what we do magical. That’s a great compliment. Just what I’m going for!

We played for less than an hour, being tired from flying all day yesterday, plus the concert started up. The opera singer girl, Marcela, arrived as well and asked if she could sing. She actually apologized for setting up on us on Sunday. It was a big misunderstanding actually. We packed up and left the tunnel with Dan.

Our friend Mega Flash was upstairs so we said hello. He told us that he told Marcela to talk to Thoth. “You have to respect that man. He’s been here longer than any of us.” he said, referring to Thoth. Damn right. Of any person I know, Thoth deserves peoples respect!