It’s a good word, and one that I haven’t needed to look up in the dictionary this time around, because I’m living proof of the definition: “confused, disconcerted and looking a little …
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It’s a good word, and one that I haven’t needed to look up in the dictionary this time around, because I’m living proof of the definition: “confused, disconcerted and looking a little pained.”
That about sums it up. As I continue to navigate having left Camp Fox behind and moving to a much, much smaller and far less private space, I still don’t know where most of my belongings are, much less how I wound up where I am at the moment, which is (you guessed it) discombobulated.
Oh, sure, I’ve been racing to and fro as usual. When I last checked, I’ve managed to put more than a hundred miles on the car over the last few days, having parked it in Lake Huntington, NY (for a production of Mozart’s “The Magic Flute”); Forestburgh, NY ( where I caught the latest playhouse offering: “Million Dollar Quartet”); and most recently Parksville, NY, where community spirit is alive and well.
Since I’ve written extensively over the last couple of weeks about the opera company (www.delawarevalleyopera.org) and the theatre, (www.fbplayhouse.org) suffice it to say that both offerings were highly entertaining, vastly different and still playing in each location for those who have yet to visit during the lazy, hazy, crazy daze of summer that is flying by.
Naturally, I took scads of photos at all three stops and plan to post some to our Facebook and Instagram pages as soon as I can locate my computer, which is somewhere under a pile of mismatched socks and assorted dishes at the moment. Don’t ask.
That said, my third trip—to the fifth annual “Parksville B’Kawk!—is uppermost in my mind, since it’s the very last stop I made in the trifecta described above and only the second time I’ve attended the “annual chicken-themed outdoor community festival.” It was held last Saturday, with the goal being to “support the ongoing revitalization of Parksville’s Main Street in the Sullivan Catskills.”
Promising live music (check); food and crafts (check); and activities like the B’Kawk Bar, kids’ art tents, games and “quirky chicken-themed contests,” I think all of those boxes were checked off as I strolled the grounds with the dog in her stroller (don’t judge!), making a mental note to find her a chicken costume for next year’s salute to our fowl feathered friends.
One of the B’Kawk! highlights (IMHO) was an appearance by 15-year-old Vinya Chhabra, who is described by the Google as a powerhouse young rock singer from East Brunswick, NJ, who stunned the coaches on season 28 of NBC television’s ‘The Voice’ when she performed a rousing rendition of Alanis Morissette’s ‘Ironic.’”
Thankfully, I’d arrived in time to catch Chhabra and her band, Your Majesty, which as I understand (or don’t) is sometimes also referred to as Trauma Majesty. What I did grasp is that Vinya and Co. were presented at the festival by the youth music organization Kids Rock for Kids (KRFK) and that she “writes, records and releases songs for the project alongside a rotating collective of talented musicians from the KRFK alumni network.”
Chickens clucked as I clicked, stopping to snap pics and chat with folks along the way, all the while promising to post an album of said photos in the coming days. Keep an eye out for that online and like, tag and share to your heart’s content. Meanwhile, I’ll include a few from each event (the opera, the musical and the chickens, of course!) right here.
Next up: “Downsizing—the good, the bad and the ugly.” Now, where did I put that darned phone? Oy, I’m discombobulated!
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