#andy lowe

Dream:

The CEO decided to remove both restrooms on my floor and replace them with one stall in a common area. Not in a restroom, just a lone, small stall, out in the middle of the floor amongst the cubicles. The door was low, and you could see people's faces when they sat on the toilet. There was nothing to block the noises or the smell. And the CEO was talking it up like this was a really big deal and a huge achievement, and on the day the installation was finished we were having a celebration. I was sitting on a couch looking at someone trying out the new toilet and I said to someone, a little too loudly, "I'm going to email the CEO and say, "Are you fucking stupid??" And then I looked around to see if he was standing behind me and he wasn't.

Went to work. So tired. Starting to get sick.

Went home. Walked dog. Ate bread. 

Andy Lowe came over to record the bass line for the Christmas song. Then we played Drink Her Out of My Heart.

Then he left and I edited the song and recorded vocals and added synths, etc. I am mostly finished with it. Chatted with Hannah.

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As storytellers and artists, we all bear a responsibility, in the tradition of the classic Greek Dramatists who forged the foundation for modern philosophy, social science and other forms of study that analyze and present the human condition.  What is disappointing is that so far LJP is showing no leadership in taking responsibility for their lack of oversight.  Statements from the Playhouse so far indicate they are sorry WE were offended, not sorry THEY offended US.  The problem of course being, that if we, as artists cannot take responsibility, cannot own up to the impact our choices have and cannot admit to any mistakes, it removes the opportunity for our community and society to learn from such mistakes.  It halts progress rather than advances it.  This is not representative of a culture of artistic exchange or cultivation of ideas and expression.  This is representative a corporatist culture, so obsessed with saving face, so constricted, mired and strangled by its "official verbiage" and jargon that it cant say the simple things we learned as children like "I'm Sorry."

- Andy Lowe

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