Been growing bit by bit. Went to a Yankees game last night and kept thinking how such and such would have, or wouldn't have happened in cricket. I put on a record I produced in January with a cellist I work with. The cello makes me weep at the best of times, but it brought home the fact that I had a lot in Sydney, and how little in terms of contacts, gear, support etc. I have here. Self doubt has crept in.
This is a music capital of the world no doubt and I'm being used in the church here, but it's not easy. Visa hassles make simply working a huge issue. There is a lot of ugliness in NYC, from the blackened chewing gum littered all over sidewalks, to rats, pollution and run down buildings. But then there is the sheer mass of humanity and the cultural melting pot that draws and births artistic folk to it.
Oh well. I may delete this soon as I don't want to bring anyone down. Look at it as my therapy....
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I am the walrus!.... er, no hang on....
A fair dinkum laughing Hyena!