Two whole months have passed since Camp MMW, can you believe it?

I know a lot of my fellow campers have been feeling quite dramatic changes in their playing, their practice, and their attitude toward music since we were joyously immersed in the MMW worldview this past August. For me, the changes have been pretty subtle, I think...part of a long-term, cumulative journey toward artistic and spiritual plenitude. But I will say this: almost immediately after that unique experience in the Catskills, I noticed a small but definite new boldness in my playing. A deeper sense of freedom when creating. I think it comes in part from watching John Medeski up close for so many hours over just a few days. It's sort of miraculous to see how...unseparate he is from his keyboards. He's got everything integrated, knows his music and his technique and his different instruments so thoroughly that there's not even a hair's-breadth gap between intention and action. He sings through his hands.

There are days when I get a glimmer of how that feels...when I achieve that unseparateness, that integration, if only for a song or a solo or a few phrases at a time. Sheer bliss.