Rebirth of Kane

 WHY...? KlusterFunq: Marcus, Jason, Eli, John, Bobby W ell... it's my birthday month. Yay? Not sure. This time, last year, I was getting set, with my KlusterFunq family, to go play a gig in Times Square. NYC. My hometown. I was so excited. I was bringing my new NE family to meet my NY family. I could almost hear Mr. Rogers singing, "It's such a good feeling to know you're alive".  Almost... And then... And Then There Was Music 2020 was set to be my best year in music yet. Before it even started, I was booked for no fewer than three gigs per month, for THE ENTIRE YEAR! I was stoked. I was chuffed. I was a hundred other euphemisms for being filled with excited anticipation. Up till February, all was right with my little universe.  In the midst of setting up for a full band gig, at the end of March, in Plymouth, MA., with a potentially awesome interview to kick it off, the news started seeping into the cracks in my personal cosm. As, I'm sure, it did to all of u...

DEPRESSION SUCKS!!! T here! I said it. I'm sure a good number of us have dealt with the feeling of being down. It's not like it's the mysterious, elusive chupacabra of emotions. It's pretty typical in life. We have our up days. We have the obligatory opposite. It's (sorry to use the "N" word) normal. (Yuck. I said it.) Many of us, however, deal with a much stronger version of the doldrums. "They" call it depression. It's depressing. Get it? Good. Let's move on. I'm not one for meds. I know many would say that they're essential for survival. I just don't do well with pills. I'll take an injection over a pill any day of the millennium. I still won't do those unnecessarily. Pills do more to destroy my stomach than fix whatever problem for which they were prescribed. You also have to consider all the chemical components involved. There is no appeal to me. So... that's out. My brain is wacky enough as it is. I ...