Chico, CA……………. I’ve been dowsing myself in tea and honey all day… trying all the concoctions and healing ointments and recommended voodoo…. carrying with me a honey bear to suck mouthfuls of straight honey… anything to try and speed up the recovery of my throat. It is such a hard and frustrating thing, being at the mercy of nature and reality, and realizing I am not invincible.

My beautiful friends, Rebecca and Bill, brought me here for this show tonight… they are so good to me… they just take such good care of me and I am a spoiled and fortunate son.

I tried to pretend nothing was wrong, and plowed through the radio interview… without voice… whispered all my answers, played album tracks instead of a live performance… it was quite horrid…

Naturally, the show tonight was live-streamed and viewed by millions… a horrid disaster as I fought hard to make my voice go where it refused to go… the entire night just crashed and burned and felt like a herd of wild buffalo all running off a cliff, tumbling down one after another, each blindly following to its death… the harder I tried to make things right, the worse it got, and my voice would not obey…