So on Friday, Kim Parker (one of my father's friend from high school, known to me for most of my life as "Auntie Kim") sang at 106 West with my father. And as I sat in the soundbooth manning the technical aspects while watching the show, it slowly occurred to me, listening to Kim sing, that she was probably the earliest influence on my singing style, so early that I can't even remember when she wasn't there. Before Billie Holiday, before Jennifer Nettles, before Sheryl Crow, and way before I finally discovered Janis Joplin (and really, what took me so long?), there was Kim Parker.
It's cool to be able to trace these things back.
The rest of the weekend passed mostly without event. Georgia lost to Florida, there was some family stuff not worth mentioning, I did my laundry, and then came home, to Athens. I missed it.
Back to school tomorrow pour moi. Everyone wish me luck. Break's over.
3½ weeks until Thanksgiving, yo. The bicoastal Tollerson sisters reunite. Ya'll lock up your sons.
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