Oh Sorry!

I forgot to write here! Well that's my story, and I'll stick to it. But I do apologise, for such absent mindedness: I almost forgot my sign in and all that. It's just that, well, I do have another two-handed blog which does take up a lot of my creativity, being at it is now the main link with one of my oldest and bestest friend in a foreign land. Some times I have written things on that blog, and then translated them in English for this one.

I have been quite well, in spite of the seasonal challenges! My life is a daily adventure of the mind. I travel, love, create, and generally AM more in my head that in the world. That's because my health isn't all that good, even though there is nothing immediately life threateneing about my condition. I just don't breathe too well in winter, and get lots of chest infections and have low (physical) energy.

Mind you, having said that, I have just returned from a jam session with a different band from the one I sing with normally...Ah! I hear you say; "she in a band?" . Well you know, it does have to be much to be a "band". My definition would be One or two players of instruments and one or more singers...who meet regularly to make music (of sorts)...and so I truly qualify as a member of a band. There are: Charles on piano, Simon on base guitar, and Tony and I on voices. We meet at Charles every other week, and practise our jazz standards and blues standards very dutifuly. But to-night, I was invited to sing with a rock group (same loose definition of group as of band, by the way!). Well! after about two hours, I had no voice left, and was rescued by a change of style. An old chap pitched up -probably no older that I am, but I AM only 18 in my head, and that's forever- and played Autumn Leaves for me to sing. Whereupon all the other members of the "rock" band decided that there was my kind of song and I should meet up with this smashing piano player ( who is really, really, good!!!!), to practise my throaty singing on a regular basis. Not wishing to look a gift horse in the mouth, -literally, you do understand!- I thought I'll go for this and learn a zillions new numbers from the older One.

Seeeeee? The minute I start writing I have a trillion things to tell...

I am back and I will be keeing you posted on my mental adventures. Star dust, rub it in your eyes and you'll see how beautiful the world truly is.

Love always,

Jocelyne