The soundtrack of my wanderlust

Good afternoon, Tuesday. Still shite weather in New York and wondering if the skies are ever going to clear.

And wondering if my mood is ever going to clear as well. Since you know who entered the White House, I can't seem to get it together. I signed some petitions, shared some things, made some calls, and started a group on Facebook where producers can get together and find a way to make some noise and make some change.

But I'm struggling for content on this blog that's not of a political bent. I can't seem to bring myself to comment on the beauty of the Chanel couture show, or share a pair of sneakers I'm loving or a hair product that works for frizz. It all seems so trivial at the moment and wondering if you are all feeling the same. It's kind of how I felt after 9/11- not sure how to react, what to share, and when it's ok to just be normal again. I realize that we must all go on and make sense of our lives somehow, but I'm still gutted and wondering what this blog would be most useful for- comic relief? A respite from the constant stream of bad news? A platform for my anger and sadness in this current climate? I'm not entirely sure just yet.

I was thinking this morning about the one thing that seems to soothe me right now, and that's thoughts of travel.  I happened to be flipping around on Spotify this am and settled upon Moby's "Play", an album which always takes me back to a time of great fondness. I remember that album came out while I was doing some work/play travel around Europe- I remember being in Amsterdam, Stockholm, Glasgow, and London and hearing that album everywhere. It spoke to me then and it still does. So many good tracks on it and realized how important music can be when it comes to soothing and recalling the good things that make us happy, and sometimes, the bad shit that makes us sad. In this case, it was the former and that album, along with Travis's "The Man Who" were near constant soundtracks to my Euro adventures. From running around the red light district in Amsterdam with Lord knows whom to hanging out with pals in Glasgow and interviewing them for a project while doing Lord knows what, it was a lovely moment in time. I'm glad I was able to conjure up some joy today. Wondering what music takes you somewhere else or to another place? I asked on Facebook and got such an interesting array of responses- from Prince to OMD to Sting to Iron Butterfly and back again. 

I guess the next few days/weeks/months may find me in the mood for music that makes me feel good, and music that inspires me to continue to go to as many places as possible- to expand my base of reference and also to inspire my future adventures. I'd love to look back on this time and think of it in a positive way- when we all connected and used everything we had and everything we knew to make things right.

Well, that's where I'm at anyway.  Guess at the current moment, it would be nice to be traveling around and healing up a bit. I'm looking forward to a ten day trip to the UK in February. Lord knows our friends across the pond are having their own crisis at the moment. I hope that this too shall pass. Or else I may just stay in bed till it's over. Or at least until I pack my bags. Wonder what music I'll be listening to on this next little stamp of the passport? 

Cause that's what's up this can't take my music kind of Tuesday in the 212. Yours, in trying to make sense of the senseless (and not yet succeeding). XO