Rehearsals for The Brett Lyda & Friends show at the Derby (Thurs Dec 30th) are going great guns. A huge movement for me. I've been riding shotgun for years cuz it's easier to get yer ya ya's out and let someone else take the heat onstage. But now I'm ready. Sort of. I've been asking for help. Taking new risks by asking friends to come on over and play my music and join me in what it is I do and see who I am. It's terrifying. The potential for rejection or disapproval lingers like a smelly ghost. But I've gotta take a fucking chance. I've gotta live my life and perhaps even be reckless about it. I will hold onto myself when the band doesn't get it or even flat out disagrees. I will muster up the enthusiasm and drive for my dream and others will follow even if they don't fully understand. Why? Because confidence is not only reassuring but intoxicating as well. I believe this. I'm not perfect. But I get it. Today, this is the divine goal. To go for it regardless of the consequences. Classic "carpe diem" shit. Just roll the dice and fuckin' go for it. And I'm gonna do my very best to wear a goddamn smile on my face when I do.