IN THE MOMENT!!

Seeking nothing means finding perfection. DH

Hacked again

Someone has gotten into our e mail acct. again. My thoughts cannot seem to wrap around these Cyber jerks that spend endless hours in front of computers in boxer shorts and virtual DREAMS OF GRANDIOSITY and are fighting the good fight for hackers everywhere LOL. Losers with too much time on their hands. The legitimate offers and business transactions now get sandwiched in between ads for bootleg drugs and sex videos with farm animals, great job to the hacker. In the real world we're wrapping up for the tour and I must say that i'm looking forward to playing.

Letting the music have a chance at playing me as opposed to me always playing it.

A piece I read

Stupidity, Insecurity and Fear
Stupidity, insecurity and fear are three foes of our inner life. Stupidity includes insecurity and fear. As a matter of fact, stupidity encompasses everything that is unaspiring and negative in our life of aspiration. Why am I stupid and why do I remain stupid? I am stupid because I have not yet seen my true form and I have not yet realised my own highest height. I remain stupid precisely because inwardly I cherish stupidity.

There is not a single day when my mind does not cherish authority and supremacy. In my outer life I try to exercise supremacy over others; I show my undue and unauthorised authority. As soon as I show my authority and supremacy, I separate myself from the rest of mankind. With the disappearance of my oneness-life, my stupidity begins.

Why am I insecure and why do I remain insecure? I am insecure because I have not yet felt my inseparable oneness with the rest of the world. I remain insecure because inwardly I cherish insecurity in a very strange and peculiar way: I think that my insecurity is keeping me alert and cautious. I know that I have countless superiors but very few inferiors. But because of my insecurity I am always afraid that even these inferiors are going to dethrone me and start dominating me. As long as I do not have confidence in the purest sense, I feel that I have to keep insecurity at my heart’s door to protect me, which is absurdity on the face of it.

Why am I afraid? I am afraid of certain people for various reasons, but the main reason is that I dislike them. When I dislike anyone, I feel that the person I dislike is always speaking ill of me; I feel that sleeplessly and breathlessly that person is counting my shortcomings. I feel that he is leaving no stone unturned .to expose me to the outer world. Because I dislike others, because I have no love for others and feel no oneness with them, I am afraid of the world. Where there is division and lack of oneness, there is always fear. But if I like the world, the world will also like me. If I love the world, my love will be reciprocated. In the life of a person who does not feel oneness with the rest of the world, stupidity, fear and insecurity can never come to an end.

Stupidity, insecurity, fear: these are my problems. But do I sincerely, soulfully and bravely try to liberate myself from these problems? No! I feel in a very peculiar way that my countless problems are keeping me alive. I feel that if I had no problems, by this time I would have become lifeless and inactive; and that my life of sloth and inertia would have made me even more miserable than I am. I feel that because I have problems to face, my inner energy comes to the fore. Alas, these are the strange ideas that I cherish.

At times, when I am beset with problems, I go to my friends and dear ones in the hope that they will be able to free me from my problems. But, like me, they too are loaded with problems and they cannot help me.

Each problem is an inner ailment, an inner disease, and only an inner doctor can cure me. My inner doctor is my Inner Pilot. He tells me, “My son, I can cure you of all your problems, but I have to charge you a fee. The fee that I need is your constant prayer-life. The fee that I want is your constant aspiration-life. If you give Me your prayerful heart and your aspiration-life, I shall cure you of all your centuries-old maladies. Only a life of prayer and a heart of meditation can cure you of your long-cherished ignorance-dream.”

(The Oneness of the Eastern Heart and the Western Mind by Sri Chinmoy)

Reflecting on fellow marines lost.

Blogging or cyber puglilism

I'm a virtual newcomer to the blogging landscape. Interesting none the less, there's a an abundance of emotion. Topics from entertainment to pseudo academics, it's informative. In college the mere title of professor gave the teacher a captive audience. Man who could have known? Though it seems that blogs spawn forums which in turn creates forums. That's where the angst rolls, LOL. The put downs from the realms of anonymity makes brave the shadow dwellers, neer do wells and pontifs of other peoples work. I miss the tournaments where we fought all day against martial artist from the nether regions. Sore muscles fractured bones were the price of finding your weakness and the merits of technique. I get asked questions now about brand name instruments and who are the gods of music?. I answer that if u want to learn about those things u need to subscribe to the forums where the answers flow freely from cats that not only cannot keep a beat but believe that it's the genre that creates the artist. To disagree lends itself to the back and forth tug over blog sacredness. So on this day that we remember those who have fallen in defense of the abstract concepts of right and wrong. Vets like myself and fellow marines can feel pride that the peace we fought for is in the hands of cyber warriors. LOL.

Keeping the fallen vets in mind. Semper i

MY FELLOW VETS

While the picnics and B.B.Q spreads are in full bloom this weekend, I want to remind my veteren brothers to remember our fallen ones. Six years of my life to the Marine Corps and a lifetime of gratitude. We didn't fight for colors, or polytricks
We fought for each other. To the vets Semper fi.

Daryl Hayott interview http://ping.fm/Vj8Ci

Daryl Hayott interview & Preview

I'm finally interviewed for our own magazine LOL. They finally got me to sit down. It will be in three parts. I 'm on http://ping.fm/5eNpo . In addition we posted a piece on MYSPACE called "touch light" to be released in July . I'm on drums ,bass & percussion, so if u hear heavy breathing it's because my ribs still hurt. LOL.

New tune from upcoming cd just posted on myspace "TOUCH THE LIGHT". July release.

New tune on our myspace page for my i'll relatives. called TOUCH THE LIGHT. I need your strength please get well soon. DH

NEW TUNE POSTED ON OUR MYSPACE PAGE.

New piece from the upcoming CD just posted on our MYSPACE. Tribe Konfuciousklan page. It's titled touch the light . http://ping.fm/kAcjA Blessings to my Ill family members. Keep strong 4 me. DH

Embracing the late night recording sets.

I truly feel that the music should heal. the effort has to be genuine and the compassion complete

THE GIFT

THE PRICE


I’m zoning in for this tour, as well as the drum solos. When you have distractions like family illness, it can be an effort to keep your mind still. I choose to view it as a test of humility. If u don’t play for anything other than your ego, life’s situations will be no more than a series of virtual reality scenes. I’ve been doing this since my teens. The cats coming up today can’t even play an instrument, but can find their way to the jewelers to get gold caps for their grill. I believe in some form your gift will exact a price or many prices. It keeps us aware that it’s a loan not a birthright. Well enough for now, gotta get into the day.

DOING WHAT IT DO

Doing the web drum thing

Doing the web drum thing


The beat continues. We’re trying to find a location in order to set up a webcast for the drum solos. It’s always a trip setting up a drumset that contains 21 pieces which include cymbals and roto- toms. I’m currently using a double bass rig. That requires a special mike rig. Finally it has to be shot from high angles as well as the straight ahead view. Cameras for me are a distraction when their boomed on a high shooting down. I feel like those toy monkeys that beat cymbals on the toy store floor.
In any case it’s the sign of the times. Cyber junkies need their fix. If it’s shiny it sells. LOL My god when do we just get back to simplicity without risking the shaky bottom lines? At least I can get some of that fancy coffee. LOL

Praying for family members to get well.

reflections

This post was published to Daryl Hayott The Artist life at 9:55:16 PM 5/18/2009
Reflections


It’s been one of the most intense weekends in my entire life. Family issues regarding illness has pretty much kicked the wind out of my sails. In this regard I’m truly not unique. I would think that due to my life in music, I’m always looking at time as some type of convenient consideration based on performance deadlines. Tuning up for a tour is like a daydream when I consider the pains of cancer on a senior whose entire life has been about physical and academic perfection in one case and giving to the young in the other.

I play music for a living and that’s just one of the experiences in a life that has been marked by resurrection in cycles. I’ve always been secure that I would accomplish whatever, whenever I choose. Well reality check. I’m determined to help my family be as comfortable and stress free as possible.. Never let time fool you into a false sense of your own importance. It will never be worth a Grammy or anything platinum.

Reflections

It's been one of the most intense weekends in my entire life. Family issues regarding illness has pretty much kicked the wind out of my sails. In this regard I'm truly not unique. I would think that due to my life in music, I'm always looking at time as some type of convenient consideration based on performance deadlines. Tuning up for a tour is like a daydream when I consider the pains of cancer on a senior whose entire life has been about physical and academic perfection in one case and giving to the young in the other.

 

I play music for a living and that's just one of the experiences in a life that has been marked by resurrection in cycles. I've always been secure that I would accomplish whatever, whenever I choose. Well reality check. I'm determined to help my family be as comfortable and stress free as possible.. Never let time fool you into a false sense of your own importance. It will never be worth a Grammy or anything platinum.

http://percussionparadise.ning.com/

Just kicked up a little network site for percussionist and folks who just dig those tunes on ning. the url is http://ping.fm/Bm2UD . It's free and it will take a little to build so excuse us for that however i'm hoping to get folks from other cultures to turn us on to their work.

Being non musical and very focused on being non focused for a minute.

Keeping it simple

It comes a point where managing your energies become crucial. Regardless of personal stamina, most things done repeatedly can become stagnant. Music is wonderful, however most of us artist become addicted to the process and our views can become skewed. So, I'm intending on spending a couple of more days as far away from my own work as possible before the push. Sometime staying in the moment of now is good enough. It has a habit of becoming the endless treadmill for myself. So back to the basics for a minute , keeping it simple and listening to the music of just being in the city looking for a new pair of kicks.

Doing the art thing out west

de ja vu

I'm signing another deal. The language and terms are always in old English/Latin terms. It's almost like lawyers putting Esq. behind their names as though it actually means something real. I'm always amused as to how the printing gets smaller as your earning potential gets stranger. It's deja -Vu for myself. The old planet of the apes movies where the human veil is reversed and the apes stick it to us big time. Music execs r lawyers. Wanna be artist who hide their flaws behind verbiage and Armani. What's the deal with the hair gel? That being said Los Angeles is still as I left it last time. The haves and the barely making it crew. Maybe one day the big one will come and the poor can wave out at the Pacific ocean and see the "pretty people" rowing in canoes with antique light stands for oars and silicone implants for life vest. LOL. Where's room service? I feel like paying 8 dollars for a grilled cheese sandwich.

L.A. signing legal babble for tour endorsement

http://ping.fm/OIKr5

Letting the music take a brief interlude. dh

Mothers day

I want to extend greetings to the mothers of the planet that gave us that extra......

Looking forward to just shooting some film. Camera in hand and a clean pair of drawers cause it get's tough in the cit LOL

Wise men in fools company

The theory is that wise men are such due to their choice of people around them. Okay, lets look further. Suppose that you really didn't have any significant input regarding your tribe? Is now the criteria shifting? do u pick yes men? like minded spirits from within the gene pool? Doesn't speak well of governments. It seems that wherever I allow myself to drift into a sense of fiscal and artistic accomplishment, I get hit with the sting of the unimaginative arrows in my chest. Boom.

Giving Spring some quality time.

The camera will be taking me on a tour of Spring. The music has to go for a nap.

Time to welcome Spring

Man we've put in enough studio time to record Buddhist chants and signals to Mars. This weekend is dedicated to not being dedicated. The Camera and cloth trousers have to greet the spring. Dexter has left the laboratory for a couple of days. The masters even knew part of being a master is not doing anything. Just being for a minute. I have protocols to destroy LOL. DH

luv me some me

Inertia

If we spend our lives waiting for the ideal conditions, checking if the universal Doppler systems says we can take a deep breath and a solid step forward. It don't take talent to talk about talent. It takes talent to see that it ain't about the glitz it's about the commitment to yourself. Inertia can kiss my a&

My little brothers birthday. He's a wonderful young man. My biggest fan. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARTIN. i'M STILL FASTER,

I'm breaking in some new strings on a five string bass. Harmonics r kool.

My brothers birthday

I want to wish my brother Martin the very best birthday he can ever have. He's quite a spiritual being and deals with life on it's own terms.

Actually trying to heal myself with rest and heal my world with music.

Thoughts minus deeds equals jack s&

Daryl Hayott t

Embracing the coffee and taking on the sun.

arm chair life

I'm constantly approached by folks who feel they have the key to utopia. How the music, the industry, love sex and bliss can be realized. From the very comfort of my own living room. Just pay x amount of dollars. I can get these blessings in stages if I desired. 3 months. 6 months, 1 year. I never realized how a comfortable arm chair and a keypad could make me a giant. I've been working all these years doing the grind when I should've just hung out on ebay.

OUTSIDE THE INSIDE

If I have to do one more production rehearsal of the same set list I will feel as though I'm at a conservatory in Minsk playing work tunes for the gulag. The commercial mindset of the three minute formula caters to the LCD. If u go outside the lines it's as though a trap door has opened and the idiots lose their sense of sound. LOL. U have to get out from those imaginary lines or your craft will implode.

Drum work

I'm rehearsing with a sore rib cage with 2 cracked ribs. I tried to take a speed bike where no man has been before LOL. The law of gravity had it's own program. With Rome around the corner I'm working on the new material. The percussive signature of the music requires me to be clean and strong. 21 pieces is my rig for this trip. I believe that the spirit of the drum will carry me through. Or simply hide me while I cry on stage.

I would imagine that the surge of cyber info is supposed to "connect the outer realm of souls to the cutting edge of imformation". However It's a saturation of commercials disguised as news. As a rule I don't make a habit of reading about my friends or myself. Those in the industry understand this thought. Most of what's written is filtered down is freeze dried crap. It was a time when I thought the term google meant something tame like a television show for kids. Now when I hear the term which evolved to a verb from a noun or pronoun depending where you went to school, the hairs on my neck stand up. The sheer volume of tags and links daze me like tracer rounds in the dark. With so much info, why are we so dumb? I mean on a world scale we really don't shine above flexing and barking like a caged dog that really doesn't want to get loose. My point is that now as artist we have to devote more time on a typepad than a studio. 1/3 music 2/3 hype. Damn