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A summer 2021 hello to All my readers around the world. My summer project  for 2021 is on poetry and music. So, I've put on my old Hip Hop hat and braids and relaxed a little in order to flow into a sonic groove.                                Delores   (My musician persona re-emerging ) This June, I decided to start practicing piano again. It's been quite a few months since I limited my focus to engagement with multi-faceted aspects of music and in particular, music performance One major question keeps echoing over and over: How DID I manage at least 100+ hours at the piano each month as a young musician?????? Wow, what a difficult task now to inhabit the space and routine of a serious musician, let alone a very COVID impacted musician.  (I won't discuss my pre-vac and post-vac experiences. But I do want to sat Thank you to both president Trump AND president Biden for making the vaccin...

 Hello Peru, Sweden, and the Philippines! Also a specific shout out to Delta Goodrem in Australia. Hope you are healing and continuing to nurture yourself so that you can reach out and teach those creative souls who will appreciate your insight and wisdom on their artistic journey. Delta, I don't know you personally, but have become a fan over the last two years when you were a panelist on Australia's The Voice . You are such a powerful vocalist, an inspirational  songwriter/lyricist whose poetic words and insight are a bright light in global music, and a highly technical yet, soulful pianist whose playing touches my heart.  I hope that you you and your 2020 co-judges (wherever you perform for 2021 and after) continue to use your talent and your journey, its triumphs and its challenges, to create a path for others in need of strength to heal.   While I'm giving shout outs . . . to all you educators around the world, keep your positive light and love for learning...

Hello Peru, Brazil, Portugal, and Ireland. Thank you new readers for clicking onto this entry and also much love to my fan base readers for your continued support!                                            Delores Fisher   February  2021 A brief mid-pandemic reflection to share today:                  February 2021, for most of us terrestrials, is a ball of confusion, especially here in the United states.  You know the song that Motown group called the Temptations sang in the 1970s? It was a hit with us   teenagers and young adults. We who were hip called it  Psychedelic Soul! . . .RIGHT ON, RIGHT ON   Cautionary lyrics were musically powered by Detroit session music...

         San Diego Graffiti from the Black Lives Matter protest In my last post, I reflected on the possible symbolic gesture by he who will remain un-named in this post also, whose expression of coded glee, generated global shock as knelt smirking while placing a knee on George Floyd's bare neck until Floyd died.  It looked staged. It felt staged, planed, premeditated. But the fix seemed to be in for the Floyd killing and acquittal. It seemed like a dry run of acquittal for those responsibility for the White House insurrection. Note, he who is un-named is no longer a Minneapolis policeman as are the four other multi-racial officers who assisted him during George Floyd's death.  Could this first incident have been some sort of one man opportunistic underground network connected broadcast moment for a long planned future event signal? As usual, we learned in December that nameless he faced no charges.  More police shootings of the public occu...

Shout out to readers in France, Portugal, Denmark, Brazil, Argentina, Australia, Cote Ivoire, Cyprus, Turkey, Ukraine, Canada.   Delores Fisher blogger    Across the United States, people of every race, religion, ethnic group, political party, and social class is whispering, sighing, crying or screaming either one or two of several comments:                                               "I...am... tired!"                                               " I'm numb!"           ...

  Pre-COVID at the SDSU Student Research Symposium before evacuation D. Fisher It wasn't until after the second week in March that the Pandemic became real. Covid 19 reality shook me from engaging in the annoyingly trivial "OK BOOMER"/"WHAT NOW, MILLENNIALS?" debate. Other generation cohorts seemed to be distanced from the Boomer/Millennial social media brawl.Gen X was absent from the verbal barrage. The generational conflict got uglier-- with references to the pandemic as a major "BOOMER REMOVER" event and an equally offensive "MILLENNIAL KRYPTONITE" moment. Yet, I sensed a very fed up attitude with the social hypocrisy and racism of both Boomers and Millennials that seemed to be distastefully noted by and exploding at an alarming rate of discontent among generation Z. As a BOOMER who witnessed us saying to older generations, "Never trust anyone over 30," it was so laughably ironic. WE are the ones over 30 now,...

Are you serious???????? This can't be real. What is going on, I mean really . . . what is going on? That's how most people here in San Diego California, that I know, seemed to react as the reality of the idea of an epidemic, and the real reality of a pandemic frighteningly grabbed our daily focus. Hello to Ireland, Austria, Indonesia, and the Philippines. As you all know this is part 2 of my COVID 19 reflections. It's taken a while to post again since all my classes were converted to ONLINE courses. But that is for the next post . . . February continued with more images and video posts from Asia and Europe. Many of these images were very alarming. Yet they were extremely informative because of their sometimes graphic juxtapositions of the bizarre. One short video showed a man in a business suit looking face up, dead, on an empty newspaper strewn urban street with a protective mask over his face. Another video showed what looked like a science fiction space age the...

Hello Hong Kong, Belgium, and France.  Thank you for the support over the last two months!! I reflected on whether or not to post this entry and decided perhaps it will help us--you my readers and me, to get a grasp on our lives, in retrospect, before the epidemic turned into the present COVID 19 Pandemic, before our lives in the United States of America became so disrupted and convoluted.       Delores Fisher aboard public transit in San Diego: This really became the new normal . . .       Empty streets and almost empty buses except for first responders traveling in silence to and        from work and others who used the buses to go shopping, or conduct personal business. Olga Gutierrez Garcia called me in February and asked if I wanted to go to a poetry reading. She knew I had been ill again and that going to listen to other poets usually gave me strength. San Diego has a unique poetry co...

Thank you new readers in Ireland, the Philippines, and Pakistan. Here's a Black History month blast from the past photo. It doesn't seem like two years ago when I featured as guest poet at a local San Diego coffee house. This photo brought back memories. Quite a few poets were in the audience. Activist and writer Gloria Verdieu was in the audience. I hadn't seen her in several weeks although I was aware of some of her community work during 2019.                            Gloria Verdieu, Reg E. Gaines, and me Delores Fisher Since I was recovering from a serious viral illness, that lasted several weeks, Megan Webster and Olga Gutierrez Garcia graciously consented to co-feature with me. It was a uniting of 3 of our 4nth poetry group from the early 2000s. Rev. Kelli Parish Lucas was not there due to a miscommunication on my part. We missed Kelli's prese...