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Day One Hundred Twelve (Year Three)

So, I didn't teach today.  My car wouldn't start after I got done with work tonight, and I had to have it jumped in order to make it home.  My student's father (who is also a close family friend) came out to jump my car, and they suggested we re-schedule.  I was all ready to teach, but they wanted to postpone, which was probably the smart decision.

What did I do instead?  Came home, sat down on the couch, and watched an episode of this show I've been recording called "Guitar Center Sessions."  The episode I watched tonight featured Grace Potter & The Nocturnals.  It was incredibly cool to watch performances... people actually playing instruments on live TV, and then sit and listen as the interview segments basically walked you through the band's entire career, from formation right up to present day.  Each episode is an hour.  Nothing too ridiculously long, but they give you just enough that you come away feeling like you got let behind the curtain a little bit.

Let's see, what else... I snaked the second Missy Higgins record out of that case that S. found last night, and am importing it into itunes as I write this.  Seems like I'll be exposing myself to her stuff in reverse chronological order.

Also, I've at least somewhat decided to pick up a music bio as my next read.  Early returns indicate that it might be Juliana Hatfield's book, When I Grow Up.

Sat with the acoustic for a few minutes tonight, too.  Nothing sounded right, so I'm holding off a bit in the hopes that tomorrow will bring deeper wells of inspiration.

Today was a long, long day.

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