rough week, this week. two grant deadlines waiting on Wednesday, one of which is for dissertation research in Guadeloupe. because of my new job (more soon!) and my increased interest in US politics, i fear that this may be a last chance for the Caribbean project. that weirds me out and ups the ante.
anyway, i’m going to a dependable stable of great records today, things i’ve been needing to upload as is:
wayne shorter, speak no evil
coltrane, expression, live in seattle, stellar regions
andrew hill, black fire
lester young, the president
here’s hoping this brainy modern music induces some clarity of thought, cuz that’s what grant proposals demand, and that’s what i lack. my prof keeps saying, ‘be clear not brilliant,’ but the truth of the matter is less flattering. the truth is that if i cannot boil down my project to unambiguous, operational language, i shouldn’t be doing it, ‘cuz i can speak clearly about other things that are grantable. you grasp the stakes, now? i’m reticent to forfeit any chance that my life will never include equatorial years, reading the French commie quotidien and “asking subtle people unsubtle questions.” what’s an anthropologist, anyway? me?