Holy cow, 2009 is CRAZY and it’s still only February. Just returned from the Folk Alliance Conference Saturday; Act I of our new Americana-rock opera went on sale AND hit radio yesterday; and later this week I leave for CAYAMO!!!!  At first I was worried that everything would be a shambles here in the Floating Men world if I turned my back for even a moment, but I forget about all the madness every time I look at the ports-of-call and the all the stellar writers on the bill. Am I a lucky guy or what? I get to evacuate this dreadful winter weather, perform alongside some of my heroes, go on a cruise… and I’m getting paid for this?? Pinch me. No, better yet, slap me! This can’t be real. Just think, no clocks, no calendars, no cell phones, no email, no worries. AND I get to play my songs for a gratefully captive audience. So, for the next week or two, I’m turning off the cell phone, burying my laptop in the bottom of my luggage, and telling the Floating Men team, “So long, you’re on your on!”  

Oh, and by the way, the title of the new opera? “No Clocks, No Calendars.”