Good morning. We had a crazy blizzard last night here in northeastern Vermont which had very high winds and blinding snow. It was pretty fantastic. As I write this it's 6am and the storm isn’t over yet. All my animals are accounted for but I don’t yet know the extent of the damage outside. Surprisingly we didn’t lose power so maybe it’s not as bad as I would think? Fingers crossed. The sun is not up yet so all will be revealed shortly.
I’m still trying to shake off the gross feelings about serial murderers left by my last post. I don’t regret writing it at all, it has just polluted my groundwater a bit, like a toxic algae bloom. I can’t thank you all enough for your comments and words of kindness. Some of you shared some pretty heavy stuff and I am very grateful to you. These are some huge, heaving truths. You are a good community and I value you all so much. Part 2 of this piece will be available later this month.
My anxiety has been very high which has made the toxicity hard to shake but I’m also anxious as I just started a third installment of recording for my new record. Having my musical friends back and ManFriendJeff at the engineering helm is a soothing, but simultaneously high stakes place to be. Thank goodness for studio dog, Coco! She gives a good hug. (though, she did accidentally spray-poo onto poor Rigby’s pedal board last time…we can’t have nice things…)
Here is the front of a new song called “Rusty Mountain.”
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