ilyAIMY Dangerous Music for Dangerous Times

Today would've been my dad's birthday - and whereas in previous years I think to myself about how amazing he'd have found the world, my wife, my Life - this year I don't think he'd have much good stuff to say. But I'm sure we would still try to go watch the Perseid shower some place, and he probably WOULD think that the fact that Heather and Kristen and I can still webcast to the world with our phones and devices is pretty cool. He'd have probably still leaned on a light switch and left us in the dark. It's just one of the ways I grew up learning to roll with the punches and keep my batteries charged while still being awed by the world around me. Happy birthday Dad.

Our Awkward Plea : ilyAIMY hath lost all their gigs. If you've got some digital currency burning holes in your digital pockets, we've got physical merch at ilyaimy.square.site and digital merch at ilyaimy.bandcamp.com - and of course we'll happily accept donations at paypal.me/ilyaimy and Venmo @ilytips.

upComing and inComing:
Wednesday Live from the Lair : ilyAIMY by Candlelight.

I miss PLOJ. I miss staying up late and just playing whatever I stumble across in one of my old song books. Minus the fact that we'll go Live at 7 just like every week, that's what I want to do tomorrow. Prepare to hear some things you've maaaaybe never heard before. Prepare to watch me squint at my tiny tiny tiny handwriting. Prepare to have a good night with ilyAIMY Live from the Lair from the Porch from the Spare Oom by candlelight.

Tune in Live at 7pm ET tomorrow night on Facebook or YouTube.

Wandering and Wondering:

Today's been productive. But exhausting. The whole weekend's been that way. And this week. And it's only Tuesday. It's hard to be apart, and today I miss my Dad.

My mom texted me at 1 this morning to remind me to remember that my father Loved me very much. I've now Lived 1/3 of my Life without him and that seems impossibly strange and the math of it all is weighing heavily on me right now, simply because I haven't taken the time to slow down and think today.

This weekend Rowan and I ran a Zoom memorial service for a friend's mother. Joey (you know, happy-go-lucky Joey) and his family own a funeral home and they've been working twelve hour shifts to keep up with the more-than-tripled pace of the pandemic.

You just don't know what's around the corner, friends. 

We Love you and we Miss you.

-rob
ilyAIMY
Baltimore, MD (FOREVER!!!!)
www.ilyaimy.com

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