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You Won’t Get a Second Chance

July 5, 2023Delta Ladies, Diana Stones Songs, glass cage, history, music, Musings, other, whateverdiana Stone

Or will you, maybe in a quantum world you get infinite goes in the multiverse or is it just time for my meds again? Could be I guess. I am aware that as time passes I think much more about the why of existence and the further I feel from it having any meaning I can decipher from it.
Perhaps the point is simply that there is no point? Yes but your mama said it’s rude to point didn’t she? Now if I feel the urge to stare into the abyss I reach for the wine. Best I can do really. That and radio 4 on a quiet day when your intrusive thoughts are just a little too intrusive.
its raining and it’s dull and my creative hat is in the wash at present and I am wearing my slightly anxious one instead. As I write this it’s July 4th and my latest release goes live on spotty Amazon and most other streaming services.

Its called “Is It Falling On You”

https://music.apple.com/us/artist/1564328495

https://open.spotify.com/artist/7m1KORirDEpH1IzIKGdQsa

And other streaming services …

https://music.amazon.co.uk/albums/B0C8M656ZW?marketplaceId=A1F83G8C2ARO7P&musicTerritory=GB&ref=dm_sh_PdvZm4Um6iHLqaMwYznzmG2kE.

Diana Stone Playing My Old Harmony Acoustic

Diana Stones Glasscage · You Wont Get A Second Chance

Its weird, things are OK ish in the main. Musical opportunities’ are increasing but I feel a bit jaded. It’s not logical. A slight air of grumpiness developing today. Not sure why as things are mostly OK at present? Weird how moods just drift in like a sea mist from nowhere? Ok it is a rainy day too, but we need rain so much now.

Am I crazy. possibly by some peoples standards I am. A raddled old hag perhaps with only the ghost of a chance in the frenzied life dance. I have a friend who says the world is going to wrack and ruin but I tend more to think its already got there for some folks in many respects. I am still feeling a bit fragile mentally today to be honest. I roll along feeling ok for a few days then I get hit with a dose of existential dread almost. Weird. Nothing materially changes but the the mood hits out of nowhere. So for me normal. Hoping to will wear off as I am out doing a guest spot at a pub on the eve of writing this. I am slightly dubious about it to be honest and on this occasion would frankly rather not. We have had about 24 hours of rain but it the suns out now finally. I was listening to some of my back catalogue and also that of the Delta Ladies. I was surprised at how “gothic” it sounded and very dark and mournful. I can see why it made an impression. I also listened to a few recordings by other artists from the 60s and 70s and in particular the sound of those albums. Then I came back to listen to some of my own tracks and thought actually not too shabby after all. But I have now formed an idea or two to try something a little different going forward now. I just need the resolve to actually get on and do it. In between the creaking and groaning noises that my body makes like a sailing ship as its timbers swell and then contract again which is now often a part of the soundtrack of my daily life.

Someday Maybe

November 25, 2022music, Musings, other, Piano, piano works, whateverdiana Stone

The sun is out. I hope wherever you are you are having a good day. I read a couple things in the news today that made me feel very sad. I will not bother to quote them here as tomorrow no doubt they will replaced with other similar stuff that is just as destressing to see. There is a lot of hate out there in the world generally and a lot of it is based on lies promulgated by what used to called the popular press and self serving politicians from all parties many of whom actually seem to have zero idea of how many people live and often struggle to live. They pick random groups to target and make the other. The constant cry’s that “Those people are the cause of all your troubles” and another group of victims is created and made the other When I read it just makes me feel tired, and that there is nothing much left to believe in at times.

1 Corinthians 16:14
Let all that you do be done in love.

2 Corinthians 9:6-8
Remember this: Whoever sows sparingly will also reap sparingly, and whoever sows generously will also reap generously. Each of you should give what you have decided in your heart to give, not reluctantly or under compulsion, for God loves a cheerful giver.

3 Ecclesiastes 4:9-12
Two are better than one because they have a good return for their labor: If either of them falls down, one can help the other up. But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up. Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm. But how can one keep warm alone? Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken. –

Diana Stones Glasscage · Early Reflections

Copacetic

October 23, 2022Delta Ladies, Diana Stones Songs, glass cage, music, Musings, other, whateverdiana Stone

Here is a recent Jazz fusion type tune that I recorded.
Violin plus Rhodes Piano and Fretless Bass sound.

Diana Stones Glasscage · Copacetic

I just escaped from Martins Charity Irish session at the Mill hotel in Bedford (In aid of the recent disaster at Creeslough ). 3 hours worth, so I was all fiddled out by that point. Nearly got stuck in the car park, with a tickety machine malfunction, but all sorted. It got really irish so I was blagging it on the violin to the max. Lots of people there so the charity hat filled up well. I am knackered today, 3 hours of fiddling has done me in. It was good fun and a worthwhile cause. There was an accordionist (Italian/Irish perhaps? ) We also played a latin thing and the Theme from the godfather then we segwayed into Molly Malone and some rebel songs and so forth. Some huge and stunning voices in evidence too.My A string decided to start unwinding too, but I got through it just before it got too unplayable. I realised that I am actually on my last full set of strings. Normally I don’t get to that point but I have got a little chaotic recently.

As I write this a phenomenal amount of rain is falling again.

Covid and me

I am wondering not if my possibly up to 4 separate bouts of covid have done me any lasting damage. I am beginning to have my suspicions now. I have had some very odd but niggling health issues that seem to drag on and manifest in rather strange ways. Some so odd that you start to doubt the sometimes fragile grip on sanity.