This is an open and unfiltered diary-style journal
on the life of James Robert Smith.
This blog will contain sometimes graphic experiences (both beautiful and ugly),
sometimes stark insight, and all honest and factual documentation of dreams, diet, activity, and thoughts.
Coaching 4 MMLIVE band rehearsals – the last one until their
big show tomorrow. A lot of unplanned hiccups occur but we get through it.
Rebecca and Andrew are here to help keep things afloat.
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PB&J and Coffe break somewhere in there.
After everyone leaves I pack up and organize all the gear.
Back home. Eating leftovers for dinner.
Watching some episodes of Curb Your Enthusiasm.
Back at the studio practicing drums then packing things up.
Cereal with Banana, Blueberries, and Almond Milk. Tea.
Catching up on business.
At Music Makers doing some general maintenance and things
while Allyson handles some scheduling issues.
Eggs. Bagel. Spinach. Coffee.
Running errands and tweaking with the 104 space for
tomorrow’s rehearsals.
Later on, Ana and I check out Hearth at the oceanfront for
dinner. It’s a semi fancy spot. Sipping on an Old Fashioned and enjoying
flavorful eats.
Later on, I’m cleaning up the warehouse spot for Broadway
rehearsals this weekend. Then, tweaking the 104 space at Music Makers for band
rehearsals tomorrow. Then, practicing drums.
Oatmeal with Cinnamon, Blueberries, and Almond Milk. English
Breakfast Tea.
Workout session with Vlad.
Taking care of things at Music Makers.
Lunch: Eggs, Bagel, Spinach, Chips, and Coffee.
Teaching lessons.
Leftovers for dinner.
We’re actually having a Ladada band practice tonight. Wes
carpools with me and we shoot the shit about recent events in life. At practice
linking up with Josiah and Bobby. We jam a few tunes out for fun along with
some familiar songs then have a serious discussion about vaccines and band
related things. I point out how Wes always has an arsenal of creative
adjectives for things and how Bobby’s always passionate when he cares about
something. I feel like a mediator most of the time. And Josiah seems more
subdued tonight than usual.
Eggs. Spinach. Salt n Vinegar Chips with Avocado. Bagel.
Coffee.
Teaching lessons at Music Makers.
Afterwards, doing a vocal rehearsal with Reid, Rachel, and
Lou. Rebecca helps out. There’s a lot of little things still to work out before
their band’s final rehearsal on Saturday.
Back home. Leftovers for dinner: Tofu Pot Pie with Sardines
and Cauliflower.
Watching Dune
(2021).
Very sleep at the computer – trying to stay awake.
Then right after, Thomas and Megan meet me here at the
studio to load up his truck and my car for the Modern Day Warrior gig. They’re
playing an outside neighborhood party in a cul-de-sac on Broad Bay Island.
Andrew hangs around to help me out with sound and such. It’s quite a unique gig
for them. Billy booked it himself and I just provided the amps, drums, and
sound gear. Anna and Megan pair well together singing. They do all their hits
and with one original song. Keegan is also here. We snack on the tables around
the curb. It’s rewarding to watch this band really take off on their own.
They’re able to learn so much on how to do a gig on their own. It really
requires a lot more than most beginning musicians think.
Everybody helps pack everything up. Megan rides shotgun in
my car to help load the gear back to the studio. I give her a ride home. Her
parents are out on the driveway finishing up giving the trick or treaters
candy.
Back home. Ana warmed up some dinner for us: Erica’s Vegan
Pot Pies with Veggie Lumpia, and other goodies.
What a weekend it has been! I feel like I’ve barely gotten a
moment to myself.
As I’m about to leave the house Ana sits down at the table
and starts laying on me all this stuff she’s upset/disappointed about with me.
I’m just in shock cause after all I’ve been through this weekend it’s like
she’s thrown a ton of bricks on my back. It leads to me storming out of the
house cause I don’t even want to deal with it. Of course she blows up my phone
FaceTiming me over and over again.
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At the studio she shows up even though she knows I have so
much gear to organize. I’ve really reached my limit and get angry – hitting and
slamming on things around me. She’s never seen me like that before and doesn’t
realize how crazy she’s making me. I’m yelling cause I don’t know how else to
get my feelings across and it literally feels like if I don’t scream she won’t
really understand how serious I am. I don’t know how but she eventually leaves
and we are at a calm.
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