To all of you that have been following the Sahuayo madness, thanks, love you guys, sorry to say that there may not be any more traveling for a while unless there is some unexpected generosity, pigs begin to fly, the world begins to appreciate great music, etc.
So read on if you dare risk impending boredom or getting sucked into the technicalities of it all. The search for meaningful employment is on. So far, New York is looking like the most plausible destination if I am ever to find a non-performance based job in the musical/fine arts field. Still, the uninhabited cardboard box at the end of my street remains a possibility I cannot rule out entirely. Could it be that four months in a third world country will prove ultimately useful? I hope so. Bring it on, roaches, I’m ready.
On a more positive note, I am feeling vaguely hopeful that someone, somewhere will find the combination of musicology and Spanish worthwhile. They’re not completely unrelated, after all, as is strongly suggested by the ever burgeoning field of Latin American ethnomusicology. (And I say that with just the slightest speck of sarcasm.) Unfortunately, lack of certain hard-to-attain degrees probably prevents me from working in this particular field next year. Also, the alphabet soup of a word that is “ethnomusicology” can be kind of a turnoff for a lot of people on first encounter. Ethnomusi-who? Ethermission-what? How do you spell it? What is it? Why should I care? All valid questions perhaps accessible in your local dictionary. Bon apetite~
