Enjoyed listening to Michael Franti tonight, while sitting on the beach outside the Vancouver Folk Festival. I was too late/disorganized/cheap to buy a ticket, but it was nice to watch the water and listen to songs about peace, love and revolution. Sometimes I do wish the 60s back.
There’s a mother spider nursing two huge eggs outside my office window. I wonder if they will eat her when they hatch, like the baby spiders Rachel remembers in Bladerunner.
Gearing up for The International Symposium on Electronic Arts in Singapore. I fly across the Pacific Pond later this week. In August, off to Toronto to play consultant during the workshop of a Salt Fish Girl opera!