While CD Baby inspects the EP for digital and physical distribution, I am making ready to send copies of the CD and thank-yous to the wonderful people who supported this effort. I belong to a remarkable, generous community and I am very grateful. If you gave your support and are reading this now, THANK YOU. I look forward to sending you your CD.
While I am waiting for the release of the EP I am thinking of the next Rubenoff Project endeavor to come, choosing music and playing with art, writing some new stuff and practicing my instruments. As it is taking shape in my mind it will be more instrumental and less vocal, with more of a Latin feel. In any case it will be fun. 🙂
Of course I will let you all know when and where “Songs of Love, Despair and Regret” becomes available for purchase. I’m sure that will be soon.
You see yourself in the mirror and you wonder how you got there. But really, you know. You seem to remember there was this one and that one, and they said this and that and thus and so. And they did stuff, too. Some of this stuff they did and said you came somehow to own a share of, like a squatter, sojourner, stranger in a strange land. Ends up to be a great shared mass of particles, bits of reality and misconception, outright lie and humble truth.
After all of that you look in the mirror and you either hate or love what you see. Given the random nature of what is, it doesn’t really matter which. Pick one, play the part well, and maybe they’ll ask for an encore.
I decided to drop the “Bare Bone” from the EP title and just call it, “The Rubenoff Project”, subtitle, “Songs of Love, Despair and Regret.” I’ll save “Bare Bone” for a more trombone-centered recording maybe next year.
I could have really gone either way this year, but – and this will sound a bit funny coming from a sexagenarian – but I my sound needs to mature just a bit more. The Universe has been pushing me toward being a solo act on the trombone, but it is not really what I like. I like to blend. Therefore I like somebody to blend with.
Well, it’ll come, or it won’t. Wait and see.
In the mean time my sessions are booked for August 1st and 2nd, so I have lots of time to make sure I can remember my lyrics. Lucky for me the people I will be recording with are all better than I am. 😉
Above is a working draft of cover art for my upcoming Rubenoff Project EP, “Bare Bone (Songs of Love, Despair and Regret)”. It’s true that my lyrics tend to range more to the dark side of things than the light. The three vocals that will be featured will be “Crazy As Me,” a song of twisted love; “Jack,” a song of regret; and “Fancy Hat,” a song of despair. I will need to record a studio version of “Jack” for the EP.
“Bare Bone” of course refers to the instrument, King Cleveland, my trombone. I hope to put three instrumentals on the EP, featuring me on bone, David Patrick on guitar, David Sparr on keyboards, Dan Fox on bass and Jeremiah Klarman on percussion. “Stone Cold Stones” is already recorded, a blues based on tumbling emotions. I have a lot of choices for the other two instrumentals. A lot depends on who is available for the studio date, whenever that may be.
The plan is still to get into the studio sometime between now and December, 2016. I’ll let you know how I do. 🙂
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I think that one can arrive at the end of hope, yet usually I find myself drifting into that warm mixture of fantasy and desire: “hope.” While pleasant and for the most part harmless, it is important to remember that hope looks to the future. While we can to some extent influence the future, we cannot truly control outcomes. They will happen as they will, and not, perhaps, as we envisioned them in our hopes. Hence the statement, “His hopes were dashed.” We know this does not mean hyphenated; it means dashed to pieces like a ship on the rocks. So, logically, no hopes, no dashing.
Because hopes focus on the future, while we are hoping we are missing the present. Since one’s life can only occur now, this is a loss. When one spends time hoping they sacrifice moments of their life. They are not here/now, they are there/then in some place that is not yet and may never be.
My teacher tells me that trust is better than hope and I agree. “Trust the outcome” is the saying. It is closely akin to the saying, “The Lord will provide.” Both express the belief in a benevolent Higher Power, whether one calls that power “God”, “Allah”, “Jesus” or “The Universe.” I have observed that people who express this belief usually find that their trust becomes truth – that the future that arrives is the best possible outcome, and exactly what the individual needs at the time.
In trusting the outcome we put aside our concern for it and waste no more of the precious present moment thinking of it. Trust that the best will be and leave it to unfold on its own.
How does that work when we are making something happen? We schedule the tasks that will lead us to our goal and do them in order, step by step, concentrating on each step as we take it. Fully present and unburdened of our fear that our efforts will be in vain, the steps themselves become accomplishments and stand alone in our memory as individual and significant successes. Then in the end, if the outcome is something other than you intended, you may be disappointed, but you still have all of these successes behind you. You can value the memories of your efforts instead of dismissing them as part of a failure.
I recently experienced this as my plans to record some of my music imploded rather spectacularly a few days before the recording session because of a faithless friend. Looking back, we made some excellent music in our rehearsal sessions. Instead of a lack of successful recordings I am instead left with an abundance of ideas and learning.
I will make plans – and I will doubtless have hopes, but I will trust the outcome. I find that it is really true that the journey is much more important then the destination. So let’s go. 🙂
Sometimes it can be difficult to face events with equanimity. It is not a difficult concept to grasp that one cannot with any certainty predict the future, yet the brain often seems to do just that, jumping ahead to negative outcomes manufactured out of its fears. Never mind that, again and again, the brain has watched the universe unfold in beautifully unexpected ways that delight and inform; still it jumps to fear, blame and anger instead of openness and patience.
When I encounter difficulty, my first instinct is to overcome it with strength. Yet usually I find that first instinct to be mistaken. Usually the difficulty will resolve itself when given time to do so. Usually the exertion of strength leads to imbalance and recurrence of difficulty – unless strength is used to curb the urge to swift action.
Swift action is useful when faced with a real danger. However, when my “fight or flight” response is triggered by baseless fears, the swift action that may result will often produce negative results. In truth, one cannot truly recognize danger when they are afraid of it. I find that when true danger arises the best response is to ignore all emotions and look mindfully, with clear, calm eyes on what is taking place. Then my response can be sensible.
The feeling of urgency to take action usually comes from the ego clinging to some desired outcome. To free myself, I detach myself from these and leave myself open to what the universe will bring.
Continuing in the vein of making music with my betters, I will be sitting in with the Tracy Clark Trio at Brothers Restaurant in Brookline, Massachusetts tomorrow night (Thursday, November 5, 7 PM to 9 PM). I am playing two pieces with them and the rest of the time carousing with friends. Bound to be fun. I’ll have to wait and see if I make it into work on time the next day. I’ll certainly try.
Coming up Sunday will be the next rehearsal for my upcoming studio date. I will be producing a recording and I will call it “Fancy Hat” after one of the pieces. I am sure no one will be surprised at the eclectic nature of the material. 🙂
At work things continue to change. I am in the midst of an interesting transition there, and see other changes happening on the edges of my circles as well. I am doing more training and less data entry – a challenging and welcome development. At the same time I see the forces of inertia rising to conflict with the change. All very interesting.
Change is exciting (if not a little scary). As usual, the I Ching counsels admirable traits like equanimity, acceptance, balance, patience, reticence – well you get the idea. It comes from the land of “Good luck, bad luck: who knows?”
I’ll keep you posted.
So, as I go forward with recording some of my work with two groups of friends at some considerable personal expense, I know the odds of any of these intellectual/emotional children of mine amounting to anything is less than minimal. (Unlike my real children who have all turned out to be very impressive individuals in my totally unbiased opinion.) Yet I can’t help thinking that perhaps some movie producer will like my lyrics or some company that hawks on-hold music will like one of my melodies, or the combination thereof might attract a relatively small (yet substantial) following. For if any or all of these occurred I would be justified in pursuing that which I love to do.
However, the love is, in fact, enough. My history proves that I will keep producing music no matter what, so I may as well accept that and all the consequences, even if it means I part with money to give my musical babies their best shot at a good and fruitful life.
Anyway, we will be recording in December and looking to release early in the New Year. I’ll let y’all know what dive I rent to have the CD release party. I don’t really believe in CD’s, but I’ll make some as an excuse to have a party. 🙂