COVID-19 is upon us. I spent a solid two weeks thinking it was actually spelled “CORVID,” which is, in fact, the name of the family of birds that crows and ravens belong to. There’s a lesson in there.
Because I have spent the majority of my life studying words, I was sort of fascinated to learn that “quarantine” comes from an original Italian word referring to a 40-day period of isolation, but it mutated over the course of history (including being imported to English through a couple of great London plagues) to include any kind of isolation. There’s a whole thread.
There’s good news and bad news. The good news is that I have some new photos for press use, so for those of you who want to see me looking about 40% more fabulous than I do in real life, check out my EPK, where I’ve posted a few good ones!
The reactions to some of this attire from friends and well-wishers have been…precious:
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Unfortunately, this leads me to The Bad News: I’m expecting to postpone my recording session in San Francisco, barring some kind of miracle cure. If the CORVIDS are placated in the not-too-far-off future, then Album II: Tomb Of The Album’s Curse may still be recorded this year, but Tiny Telephone Studios (to which my producer, Jamie, is attached, and where I do my recording) are notoriously fully booked whenever there’s not a plague on, and their San Francisco studios are actually closing this spring anyway (leaving only their Oakland branch open for business).
Additionally, it will be difficult to perform any live shows for some time, given that I don’t want people to get sick for my “art.”
The silver lining is that we live in a gloriously connected era, so I will try to stream some new non-album tracks soon. Look out for updates on this later in the week.
May the corvids look kindly on you and yours, and may they find your devotion to The Great Crow sufficiently pleasing.