My first cold caught ahold of me this week. As it did, I jumped headlong into booking, emailing a couple dozen venues about gigs and solidifying several.

I mention those two things together because it raises an interesting thought. For the first six years of playing with the Brobdingnagian Bards, I was sick constantly. Sinus problems, tendinitis, you name it. It wasn't until I quit my job and started getting a full night's sleep that I started healing. But I also backed off the music promotion.

Over the past few days, I've been on all sorts of medicines, because I haven't yet found an acupuncturist here in New Orleans. For me, Aleve and Benadryl are the worst. They space me so far out that the Klingons are getting itchy. But on the flip side, I find myself working harder than ever. It's like a trance. And I'm getting stuff done.

It makes me wonder is working more on meds a trained response or not? Did I start working more because it put me in a trascendental state? Or was I already ready to work and it just kept me focused?

I don't know. But I can't wait to be over this junk and able to focus again.

In other news, I found a bunch of CDs in my unpacking. They were some “Live from Lisdoonvarna 2007” CDs of the Brobdingnagian Bards. We plan to sell those in a couple weeks. Only about 60 of them. So stay tuned for more info.