Out to play more music, since music is the amazing mojo vehicle from the gut. And so off to one of the many wonderful open mike/social havens of our delaware valley community. My chicken farmer/flute playing cohort was there, with a coors light… and her flute. And who, but the MIGHT MOJO himself – with his hair that is longer than it has EVER been in his whole life – was present for the quest. Bill played his ukulele while singing some traditional gems with a sweet passion and resolve that is so refreshing. Brenda, of Jack & Brenda, sang with the strongest of deliveries EVER!!! loved it. Claudia was beautiful and heavenly to watch. And My MIGHTY MOJO sang “GOD BLESS THE CHILD” (accompanied by Tom and John) with gusto and good solid pitch. A wonderful open mike! A satisfying chapter in the MOJO QUEST. But, still, what IS Alex doing in the Ladies room?
I started my quest today to find my mojo. Now I don’t mean “MOJO” in that sexual way really, because THAT I really have not lost… ok, ok, so maybe it has waned a bit from the 40ish height it had reached. Yet, honestly, that part of my mojo is really quite in tact. It the other kind of Mojo. Of course there’s a lot of kinds of mojo – and you should really know about them. Like there’s the MIGHTY MOJO – that infamous local band – that is now minus Val. Also, there are some food items that are Mojo related. Also, some drinks .. stuff like this. So, to make a relatively long-winded circular type story a bit shorter.. it’s the “ARTIST MOJO” !!! The ”LIFE MOJO”!!! the humor, the fire, the STUFF that make the THINGS happen!!! I am looking for it. I think I just misplaced it and RE-placed it with some unsavory replacement-type items. Like merchandizing… and paying bills… and the stuff of adult life. Ok, I turned over a few rocks yesterday, and there!..THERE IT WAS- the FERTILE SOIL of my mojo.. waiting, WANTING in all it’s infinite Fer-tile soil-ness for me to plant those MOJO SEEDS!!! (nice conceptual metaphor, I think.)
So, I went to a drumming circle in a little gallery in gardenville today. It was so good.. Felt my Mojo coming up like nobody’s business. Surrounded by art all around, and some like-minded ladies, the session was quite satifying from a mojo-quest point of view. Afterward, I went to the location of the Future FLEMFEST.. and practiced for an upcoming concert event with a fabulous chicken farmer/flute player.
So, having planted some of those seeds today, I am so sure that they want to sprout.. (how’s THAT for mojo awareness!) Next… the accordian.
