HELLO AGAIN!

Hello again! It's been what, a week since my last post? Well let me tell ya, it's been exciting here in Nashville. Music City, USA dammit all!

My first week, I went to the Y every day. They have an amazing YMCA in downtown Nashville with water aerobics, which I love, and this great Cardio Cinema room. It's a room filled with treadmills, elliptical machines, and stationary bikes. It's pitch dark, and there's a huge movie screen with a different movie each day of the week. You actually forget you're working out. Well, I don't because I loathe exercise so much, but still, I did get a little lost in Mrs. Doubtfire. "It was a run by fruiting!" Gets me every time!

I also explored Nashville some more, and hung out with Kenny's Funky Bunch quite a bit, and I was at his house each night when he came home from work so we could spend time together catching up as much as possible. I even tried to have dinner waiting a few times, but didn't always time his arrival just right. Hey, "domestic" I never claimed to be. The highlight meal so far has been Joe's Crab Shack. Delicious beyond my imagination.

Kenny and I went to The Bluebird Cafe last Monday night and I signed up for the Open Mic, but it filled up too fast and I didn't get to play. So I am guaranteed a spot the next Monday Open Mic I attend, which will be tonight! We stayed and listened to the talent and I gotta say, Nashville has some great songwriters. I'm not so much intimidated, as I am wondering what the HELL I'm doing! But here's something that cracked me up. This one guy, says he's from New York (called it Manhattan, which Kenny, a true New Yorker, informed me is inaccurate. True New Yorkers call it "The City," but I digress), so he says he's from Manhattan, and then sings his country songs with the deepest twang this side of the Appalachian Mountains. Seriously. Then, last night, there was a featured Writer's Night at the Bluebird, so I went to check it out, and another guy, from California, totally no accent while speaking, then singing? Even the word Lord had two syllables. Lo-ord. What gives? That kinda cracks me up. However, most of the singer/songwriters I've seen and heard here are more Folk than they are Country, and that suits me just fine.

Saturday afternoon, I moved into my little rental house. I already miss the Funkys, but I visit them every day. The house is super cute and the living room furniture is not comfortable. Which is great. I won't sit and grow roots into it. Although, I have been watching an episode of Battlestar Galactica just about every day. God I can't get enough! I'm almost done with Season 4. Great show, if you haven't seen it, you should go get it. Crazy good. Addictive.

Been working on recording, well trying to anyway. My equipment started to get a little moody yesterday so I wiped my computer clean and reinstalled everything. Hoping today goes more smoothly.

I shall write more tomorrow, hopefully with good stories of my open mic adventure tonight at the world famous Bluebird Cafe.

I hope I do real goo-ood.