One positive thing about working in the music business is that the whole damn industry shuts down the week between Christmas and New Years. I’m talking record labels, distributors, warehouses, CD manufacturers, printers…you name it. Some companies give the time off and others don’t. But even those who don’t (like mine) typically don’t mind you taking your vacation during that time, because if you were to show up, you’d be the only one in the whole damn industry working (with a few exceptions, of course, but you get the gist).
So as of this past Friday, I am dunzo until January 2nd.
Aaaahhhhh…
It’s time to relax from a tough year. I want to lay up on my ass and watch Christmas movies, marathons of Roseanne episodes I’ve already seen 25 times each, and DVD’s of the first season of Treme that I just picked up from the library.
I want to take the kid to the bowling alley, the skating rink, and to see Frozen.
I want my husband and I to drink Blue Moons out of pilsner glasses with orange slices into the wee hours of the night while we flip back and forth between the alternative and rock channels, talking about music past and present all evening long.
I want to read a book or three.
I want to see friends whom I haven’t seen in too long.
I want to write.
I want to make sugar cookies with the kid and decorate them hideously.
I want to watch my favorite New Year’s movie, 200 Cigarettes, and fall asleep before midnight.
I want to truly enjoy this precious twelve days in a row that are mine.
I hope you will do the same with any time off you have this holiday season.
Namaste, my friends. ![]()










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