This spoon serves as a symbol for an entire day of events. There are only so many utensils per day that I can liberate.
Drove to San Francisco for my first paid job as a session musician (playing percussion).
Most of the work consisted of us waiting cozy lounge sipping coffee, playing pool, and chatting about the kinds of things musicians chat about. Recorded the track in one take. Paid: $80.
Back to South Bay in shaky VW Bus, visit Fish Molly Bob’s house and unknowingly walked into my first artist’s salon. Interesting to get together with so many other artists. The word “dialectic” was used more than any other. This evening was my first discussion with a man named Mr. Bill about turning his plays into movies.