Twice in a row.
Twice. That is how many times the rest of the Yes-boys have decided not to tour with Jon as their captain, leader and front man.
I found this out from Jon himself on his Facebook wall. I could tell he was disappointed by this, yet still hopeful for next year.
While this allows Jon a bit of extra recoup time to regain the strength to withstand the emotional and physical rigors of touring, they did not call up Jon to ask him whether or not he was up to touring with them. They decided on their own.
Or did Chris Squire pull another fast one and Steve and Alan, et. al just went along for the ride, taking that cheeky tribute-band upstart Benoit David along with them? I don't mind Oliver Wakeman being on keyboards, as he is Rick's son. That is not a big problem with me.
What I have a deep-down problem with, is behavior from Chris that has always seemed like near-mutiny ever since Jon got sick and Chris re-announced the tour after hiring Mssr. David. I am not the only one who feels this way. I have a friend over at MySpace who also does not get a very nice vibe from Chris. Our feelings were confirmed when one of us read how contentious Chris could be sometimes.
Well, he never did claim to be the truly spiritual sort.
It is, as many of us humans have discovered, far easier to get angry and stay that way, not forgiving easily. So for Jon to sit back, take it on the chin once more, yet forgive them all and still claim them as brothers and hope for a tour next year...that takes a seriously evolved soul, not to mention gobs of courage.
And you wonder why I admire him, beyond his sun-god voice and winning smile? ;-)
Yeah...his soul. He seems to have the strength to say, "Okay, I'm not touring with them. They want it like that for now. Maybe next year...so, in the meantime, perhaps I can do some touring and singing on my own."
It's not like he doesn't have a decent solo career anyway...still, I wonder how many times they will dis Jon and jeopardize the band's future before he sighs and says, "Enough is enough. I'm officially retiring from the band and doing my own thing...maybe get back with the School of Rock, or something."
If he does that, well, it will be a sad day for Yes fans who remember fondly the times they saw Jon with the others in concert umpteen years ago, because quite frankly, Jon IS the true heart and soul of Yes. And for that soul to permanently go away because Jon might finally get tired of the mutiny the other Yes-boys have committed would pretty much sound the final death knell for the group. Because as I've observed on MySpace and Facebook, there are not very many people who want to see the Yes-ship without Captain Jon Anderson at the helm.
But it might be a state of beautiful independence for this lovely man who has not once deserved the crap Chris has dealt him.
Sooo....Vangelis, Kitaro, Mike Oldfield, wherever you guys are, or whatever you're doing, if you have a mind to, you might want to give your old musical comrade Jon Anderson a call, and he'll set his Moorglade on a course your way...
And he'll just keep on pouring out the lovely vibrational beacon he's been sending out to people all these years, with or without the other Yes-dudes.
Because Jon is his own man...he plots his own course, Goddess bless him.
And therefore, whether or not he is with Yes, he is *my* captain as well, even though I'm not with the band.
Because he inspires me to own my own power, my own energy, and not let anyone else try to dictate my course of life. Of course, you might say, "Well, isn't allowing yourself to be inspired by others giving them your energy?"
Not necessarily, my friends. One can be inspired by someone one admires and still own one's own power. For instance, I never would have picked up the guitar again if I had allowed other people's ideas about my desire to purchase one of my own dictate whether or not I saved back the money for the instrument.
But I remembered how much I enjoyed learning the guitar back in college, despite the fact that the guitar I had was my dad's and it was too big for me. I was already feeling my oats about wanting to learn songwriting on the guitar just because it's far more portable than a baby grand piano.
On top of that, Jon's music just kept on feeding the fire inside my heart to get back to my own musical talents, and the more I heard his considerable skill on the guitar, I thought, "To heck with whatever anyone else says, even my own dad, because damn it, I can't not write music and sing."
Next thing I knew I was in a pawn shop, plucking the downtuned strings of a used Ibanez, and the sound-energy just snaked through me, causing me to vibrate and I said, "Guitar, you are SO mine!"
And now that lovely piece of carved, hollowed (hallowed?) wood is sitting in its beautiful burgundy-red-lined case (how appropriate a color for plumbing the cthonic depths of the soul!) against my east-facing wall.
"...my sun shall rise in the east...so shall my heart be at peace..."
With Jon as my Muse, keeping that peace in my heart is not very difficult...;-)
Here's to discovering your own source of inspiration, your own Muse, whoever that may be and may you drink long and heartily from it all the rest of your days.
BB and Namaste,
Rev. Kat ^.^
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