Naked on 5/16/07

I'm in Nashville, finished singing 30 takes, 6 songs, 5 times a piece, like clock-work. Todd will splice and dice and actually use the technology to facilitate 'Platinum' level product to enrich the lives of fans forever, freakin' awesome. Just ate dinner with Buck Moore who wrote most of the material, major hit song writer, 'google' him and see. I got up at 6:30ish this morning and straight to Newark Airport, Cindy dropped me off, sat and prepared to read and write in journal and instead just sat there primarily did absolutely nothing, consciously, just in the void totally aware of 'blank-slate,' 'house-clearing' so to speak (many a-fine master have stated that such an activity is actually the only truly productive thing one can do). Got on the plane and for two more hours just sat and consciously did nothing, totally content. I am a constant practitioner of travel and routine change planning so as to break un-noticed monotony, yet still, like one caught unawares, I find that all the busy, must do, planning, executing, detailing, when givin' a new back-drop, fell away like a winter coat in the spring. I remember a movie once where Nick Nolte goes to New York and when calling home states something like, 'yeah, I'm going to an interview, followed by a workout, then to the ......., gotta keep movin' here or you just feel like a total loser." Tony Robbins says something similar when discussing a trip to Fiji and states that, "it took several days before we were able to drop our busy schedules that we're so accustomed to back home." For me though, it's immediate. Where-ever I am, I seem to immediately go into the mode of the environment, or at least, I would say I use the environment to make immediate shifts that I wouldn't make in an environment that I've already, for conversation sake programmed. My point, get out of whatever you're into as often as you can. I have at least ten 'faces' I wear in any environment, I'm very diverse, I'm flexible, I cannot be cornered, I am free, yet, I get to the airport and the man/thing I become is unrecognizable and would not be understood by the man/thing I was before entry. The mind, the 'tonal,' has, when 'wise as a serpent,' the capability of ritualizing to an extraordinary degree that with the greatest level of awareness won't clearly 'see' itself as it can from a distance. My buddy Gaetano in San Diego is surely experiencing this, my brother and my friends in my band get this when I succeed in obtaining gigs out of their element, it's what I give when I sponsor 'Naked Cowboy Tours' in the summer, it's what I contribute to daily for all the tourists who visit the city as a planned departure from their usual routines. Life is an adventure. Get out and explore. It's not what will seem logical, practical, reasonable, yet, the second you go, you'll know it to be the most productive thing you can do. When the pilot on the plane today was announcing that we'd be landing in 20 minutes, the girl across the aisle pulls out this big fat camera and starts taking pictures out the window. I had an empty seat next to me so I dropped my shorts, took off my shirt, put on my hat, and she took photos on the plane. Her name was Margaret and she said she'd e-mail them to me and they are gonna look funny as all hell.