Eric's House Of Ego

I found myself, a mere mortal surrounded by Goddesses.

One was an Amazon Warrior whose weapons were keyboard and bass and a voice that could be heard through all space and time.

The next was a wizard of the wires, keeping the magic flowing from our hands to the world. And then she would pick up the bass and lay down sly grooves.

Third, a beautifully mad creature of the desert and mountains, the imparter of darkly whimsical secrets with voice and bow.

Then the trickiest of all the pixies and the keeper of all the mischief, showing us the way.

And myself, sitting in the midst of this musical maelstrom, strumming at my strings and beating on my drum, hovering between bewildered and bemused.

Much mischief was done. Many truths were told. This must happen again. Both delightful and mildly terrifying, this is one of those moments that I live my life for.

Oh, and we played songs. So many songs.

April Fools Day Sunday (sj)
House of Mama Dragon (sj)
Rabbit’s Song (sj)
Seaside Evening Market (cm)
Strength in Fire (cm)
Stand (cm)
Relative Comparison (rj)
Sweet Nite (rj)
Don’t Tell Mama (rj)
Trickster Prayer (sj)
Cheshire Kitten (sj)
Solstice (cm)
Corvus (cm)
Series of Moments (rj)
Beets in my Salad (rj)

Thank you Sooj, Renee, and Ronda for bringing us on this journey this weekend.