Extracurricular

I think it's all extracurricular now. People ask me "how many bands you in now, Cheese?" I used to be able to think a second and say "4" or "5" or "3". Or "6" And then list them off.
Now I look at them like they asked me to recite some algebraic formula. And then I say "either many or none".
It's weird. The bands I thought I was in seem to be more like concepts than real bands; the band I think I'm actually in, I joined as a temporary member, before the statute of limitations expired, making me a full member; if you asked me a year ago if I was in the Figments, I'd have said "The Figments don't exist,pun only partially intended" but look now--things pleasantly change; I know I'm in Sitting Next to Brian, but I couldn't tell you who else is; then there are the no-strings-attatched projects, which I love. I can be Session-Guy and still get my drink tickets and a few $$ and hide and not answer any questions about "you guys".
And not have any gripes about the singer getting all the attention. And the singer doesn't have any gripes about the other bands I'm in--because there are none. I'm just a worker, but doing what I love most.
Someone pegged me as "going where the action is". Is that so wrong? I like to keep busy.

NOTE--there's a flaw or two in this entry:
1)for something to be "extracurricular" there must be a curriculum. Like, there can't be an apertif if there's no tif, dig?
2) I'm opening myself up to raised eyebrows by my musical colleagues. Buck up, partners, you know I'm nothing without you.

This is all leading to me hipping all you to the fact that Don Lennon will be playing the totally groovy Milky Way in Jamaica Plain, MA, next Friday, Oct 14.
I dunno what JP is like this year, but it was the hip, young place to be and live not so long ago.
And we'll also be on Pipeline on Tuesday Oct 11. http://www.oscillations.org/pipeline/
(check that playlist archive and you'll see that THE FAWNS were played not so long ago)
DL's new album, "Routine" is very worth getting. Thematically like Fountains of Wayne's "Interstate Managers", this album in part deals with the toll that the dayjob takes on the creative individual who knows they have so much more to offer society outside the soul-sucking 9-5. In this case, our hero is a stand-up comedian. I don't know if the listener is supposed to interweave these two themes (work, comedy), but upon repeated listenings, I have.
Add to that, a very pretty ode to Northampton, of all places.