Hanging in there. It’s the monday after the sunday after the saturday immediatlely following the actual calendar date of St. Patrick’s Day, which is really stretching the joke, but with a family of Irish dancers, it’s the life.

We (I say we because I always roadie these things) had one performance on Friday night at a local country club, after which we sat around a local pizza joint enjoying the company. The real activity, as alluded to earlier, is this coming weekend, with the VA Dance Festival and the Irish Fesitval in Church Hill. We’ll manage.

Saturday morning, I recorded the Jenny Hendricks Experience. We want to have something, however small, to sell at these upcoming con shows that we can produce and turn around quickly and cheaply. What we’re going to have is a “live around the mic like 1920s jazz folks” artisinally hand-burned EP with six or seven tracks on it and quite likely a Sharpie-applied label; call it “limited edition” or something. It’s lo-fi, it’s hipster, it’ll be a collector’s dream come true when we all become huge amazing stars (ahem).

We knocked out six tracks on Saturday morning, which all sound pretty good, though we’re going to need another session to fix an unfixable digital recording hiccup on one song (for some reason, there’s a record-scratch skip on it that eats exactly one word), which breaks my heart, because the take was otherwise flawless. Oh well. Having to do another session means we might be able to work in another tune or two. Once get get a couple of band photos done and some more promo material worked up, it’ll probably get thrown up on bandcamp, because it’s a great way to distribute tunes. Who knows.

Otherwise this weekend, I watched most of Iron Fist (I’ll finish it up at some point this week); it’s not nearly as bad as the reviews say, though like the rest of the Netflix Marvel shows, it’s probably two or three episodes too long. As a comics guy, the inherent problem with Iron Fist is that Danny didn’t become truly interesting until he hooked up with Luke for “Power Man and Iron Fist”, so we have that to look forward to. I’m actually digging it, as it plays with a lot of stuff that Daredevil just kind of dumped out there without much context, and does some some interesting things with it (even if the show feels a little unfocused) plus it gives us Jessica Henwick as Colleen Wing, who pretty amazing, and I would totally dig a pairing of her and Simone Missick’s Misty Knight in a “Daughters of the Dragon” project one of these days.

Iron Fist is kind of tough to do right; and I suspect as I watch the back third, it’ll do a lot of heavy lifting setting up The Defenders team-up series coming next, where I suspect the character will play better; Danny Rand is kind of a perennial ensemble player, and I think that’s where he’ll end up shining.