the gig …



monty moonlights as a rock star…

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Wow, what an experience! Friends of mine formed an ad-hoc band to play a fundraiser for Alliance for Animals at a local coffee shop, and they roped me into doing some vocals and adding harmonica to some ’80’s covers.

Yes, as an actor I’ve been on stage hundreds of times, but nothing prepared me for this; first off, the “band” had barely rehearsed at all; it’s composed of two fellows from a legitimate band (The German Art Students… they rock – check ‘em out), but who were playing instruments they usually don’t play; plus my friend Pat, plus me. Also, it’s difficult to explain what it’s like to try to speak/sing/play an instrument when you’re literally surrounded by sound; I could barely discern the notes that were emitting from my harp (the sound set up at the coffee shop, though decent, did not allow for monitors – speakers facing us, the players, so we had no way of directly guageing the performance other than the roar of the crowd, which only added to the din).

I had a splitting headache when it was all done, and I thought of my good friend, Bryan, a former music critic who can no longer go to concerts because he developed tenitis (sp?). I can see now how easy that must be…

All in all, I had a blast (though I wish there had been more groupies… I was really counting on a lot of groupie action…). Glad I did it. Don’t know if there will ever be an occasion like it again.

You Did Great! I Mean It!



You Did Great! I Mean It!

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This is Aikido.
O.k., they’re not actually doing Aikido, just “cutting it up” for the camera. This pic was taken down in Birmingham, AL by Brian P., another student at Aikdio of Madison on the occassion of Kerry’s (he’s on the right) San Dan (sp?) test. The one doing the strangling is Robin Sensei, one of the two lead instructors at AoM.

I wish I could have made the road trip with them down to UAB (I visted there last year with another friend of mine), but things were just too busy. However, I did get to hang out with Kerry on Monday, after his test; we took another road trip to Rufus King H.S. in Milwaukee to do some demos and classes for Seniors and Juniors in the theatre classes.

Anyway, congrats, Kerry on your test; maybe now that you’re San dan, Robin Sensei will teach you how to thwart that belt-strangling attack (how do you say that in Japanese?)…

by George…

I was cleaning out computer files and came across this text snippet, which I had at one point hanging on my office wall…

It is from the U.S. Declaration of Independence, and refers to King George of England… but clearly it could refer to our own “monarch”…

“He is at this time transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries to compleat the works of death, desolation and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of Cruelty and perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized nation.”

visitors…

The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
 
~ Rumi ~

ether or…

Tonight I embark on an experiment of sorts; I’m participating in a four day enlightenment intensive… sort of a retreat for the “soul” (whatever that means to you)… or, as I am trying to frame it for myself, a vision quest…

I’m both looking forward to it, and slightly trepidatious; this could definitely move stuff (metaphorically speaking) which has kept me somewhat stuck in a rut the last couple of years of my life — that’s why I’m doing it in the first place… and like most life-changing events that brings with it the promise of the new and the fear of losing grip with the things you’ve always identified yourself with for years on end (even if that “thing” is leftover pain from a failed relationship or lost loved one that you can’t change and should have put to rest eons ago…).

Does that make sense?

At any rate, since I’ll be cut off completely for several days, you’ll all just have to wait until next week when I get back and I’ll hopefully have some insights, stories, reflections to share.

Unless I reach complete enlightenment and just vaporize into the ionosphere…
(from ethernet to ether, as it t’were…).