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The Pandemic Work Diary of Margo Worth, Nashville Insurgent

Although Margo Price has long seen herself a counterculture – especially in Nashville’s country scene – she spent the pandemic like many people: stuck at home and patiently waiting for it to be over.

“It’s like the carpet has been pulled out from under me,” Ms. Price, 37, said in a recent telephone interview. “I felt like this third album was going to be so fun to tour and play at festivals and I had taken so much time just after having a baby. I was really ready to go back to work. “

Her third studio album, This is How Rumors Begin, was released in July, but on May 28th she will be able to play it live for the first time at an outdoor concert in Nashville.

Ms. Price is among many hopeful musicians working with venues that offer space for social distancing.

“The arts in general have big problems,” she said, “and we need to find a way to get back there and preserve the venues where we all play.”

And even during this pandemic, when she was raising her two children with husband Jeremy Ivey and writing a memoir, Ms. Price was in the studio and left the studio and recorded two albums.

“I’m a student of all things that are close to the ground – roots music, folk, blues, soul,” said Ms. Price of her new music. “I want to have enough genres so that people can’t go into one thing exactly.”

The interviews are conducted by email, text and telephone, then compressed and processed.

7am I wake up and drink lemon water followed by black coffee. I make the kids waffles and take my 10 year old son Judah to Montessori school. For the next few hours I play with my 1½ year old daughter Ramona.

9 am I dress Miles Davis and make a fire in the fireplace. We stretch and dance and play with puzzles before going outside to enjoy the sunshine.

10:30 am I’m going to the Cash Cabin in Hendersonville. I’ve worked on two albums, being in the studio made sense to me while I can’t play live shows.

11 clock Jeremy and I tune our guitars and do some warm-up exercises. We play through a song a couple of times to get a tempo and keep track of it. We can dub the rest of the band over later.

1:15 p.m. We take a lunch break around the fireplace that burns here around the clock.

14 o’clock We’re following two more songs.

3 pm Jeremy goes to pick up Judah. I stay to put guitar and vocals for another song.

17 o’clock I come home and take both kids for a walk to the local church while my husband cooks dinner. (He mainly cooks and is a phenomenal cook.)

17:30 We’re playing hide and seek in an abandoned church. They no longer have church services here, but our neighborhood pod uses it as a space to teach our children.

6:30 in the evening We sit down for a homemade dinner. In the last five days Jeremy recorded his next album so let’s celebrate he’s home.

19 o’clock I tidy up the dining table, wash the dishes, and throw in a load of laundry while Jeremy gives Ramona a bath. My mother, Candace, helps Judah read. she is I’ve been here a lot during the pandemic and we couldn’t do it without them!

8 p.m. I answer a few emails and catch up on work while Jeremy Ramona reads aloud.

8:30 p.m. Ramona comes out and says, “Mom, sing to me” – she just started speaking in full sentences a few weeks ago. She asks for “Up Above” (that’s what she calls “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star”) and “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”.

9:30 p.m. Jeremy and I listen to some rough mixes of his songs.

22 O `clock We sit down to see “Nomadland”.

12:30 pm We go from the couch to the bed. We both fell asleep after the movie.

8:15 o’clock I wake up to a call even though I was planning to sleep in it. Jeremy and I tell each other about crazy, disjointed dreams.

9 am Ramona and I brush our teeth and hair. We play Legos while I help Jeremy write the lyrics to one of his songs.

9:45 o clock I run with my two dogs in a nearby state park.

11 clock. Jeremy and I just got to Frothy Monkey’s house to have breakfast outside on the patio. I’m working on my memoir for the next few hours – I’m on the second draft and have to submit it by the end of the month. (I’m on page 30 of about 500.)

13 o’clock I’m doing a Zoom interview with the Poptarts podcast for Bust Magazine.

14 o’clock I’ll start working on the book again. I’m having my fourth cup of coffee.

4 p.m. Ramona wakes up from her nap so we’re on our way. My neighbors own these two horses that are being rescued, so we like to feed them carrots.

5:45 p.m. Ramona draws, Jeremy cooks and I’m back to work on my book.

6:30 in the evening Jeremy cooked stir-fry vegetarian meals (rice, peppers, and oyster mushrooms that were grown by John Carter Cash and given to us when we were shooting there).

19 o’clock We watch Toy Story but the kids got distracted so we all run around the house wrestling to get some energy out.

8 p.m. I read Mona books and do bedtime while Jeremy helps Judah with homework.

21 clock Jeremy made a fire outside and I cracked some soda and rolled a joint. We sit out here and talk, listen to music and look at the stars.

7:30 a.m. Ramona is playing with magnets and I emptied a piggy bank so she could put the coins back in. That kept her busy for about an hour while I was making her breakfast.

8:45 a.m. Mona put on her red rubber rain boots and we go outside to enjoy the weather. The ice has almost completely melted and we are walking along the stream that runs in front of our house. We stop to throw stones in and splash around in the puddle.

10 am I’m driving to the Golden Hour Salon for my first haircut since the pandemic started.

Noon I still drink coffee at home. I edited my book in a large walk-in closet that we converted into a part-time office.

1:30 p.m. Jeremy took Ramona to the pediatrician to get vaccinated.

14 o’clock I used the empty house and worked on a song. It’s so beautiful today so I took a guitar outside and practiced finger picking while listening to the birds.

4 p.m. Everyone is at home and we hang out on the couch and read. Judah carves and grinds a stick he found – he wants to make a sword.

17 o’clock Jeremy and I pick up some suits from a place on Music Row called Any Old Iron. It is owned by a local designer, Andrew Clancey, whose designs and beads are so psychedelic and artistic. I admire him. (He also makes great sequin and rhinestone masks.)

6:15 pm We pick up dinner at Superica, a great Tex-Mex restaurant where I always order the shrimp tacos. You are wickedly good.

19 o’clock My mom has put Ramona to bed since she missed her nap, so Jeremy and I read to Judah. It’s nice to give him extra attention when we can because the toddler is asking so much.

8:30 p.m. I pour some tea and take a bath.

9:30 p.m. I’ve turned on the new Unsolved Puzzles, and I’m doing some stretching and free weight workouts. I went to the gym all the time, but since the pandemic, I’ve forced myself to work out at home.

8 o’clock in the morning Ramona is not feeling well and has a bit of a fever so let’s let her watch some TV.

9:30 am My hair and makeup artist Tarryn is coming to help me do my hair for a photo shoot. This is only the third time I’ve had my hair or makeup done all year round.

11 clock The photographer arrived, set up a blue background, and took some photos very quickly.

Noon I have salmon for breakfast and have another cup of coffee.

13 o’clock Went outside to our picnic table and started editing my book.

14 o’clock I pick Mona up from the neighbors to take her down for a nap and a Covid test. I take one weekly just to be extra safe.

3:45 p.m. I’m back home and the kids are jumping on the trampoline outside.

4:45 p.m. Jeremy makes dinner and we make a fort.

5:45 p.m. We put on Billie Holiday and sit down to eat. We hold hands and Judah leads us to prayer. His prayer prayers almost always include the request that God help the homeless and end the coronavirus.

6:30 in the evening Judah and I went to the music room to play double drums. It makes a beat and I have to copy it and vice versa.

19:30 o’clock I read to Ramona while Jeremy and Judah made a fire and made S’Mores.

8:30 p.m. Both children are in bed. I go out to enjoy the fire and my friend joins in. We pick guitars and drink turmeric tea until 12:30 p.m.

8 o’clock in the morning Back with the kids and the morning routine. I make blueberry pancakes while Ramona plays with pots and pans. The house is really devastated – toys everywhere – but it’s Friday so I’m not worried about that. I’ll clean later.

9 am We go for a walk but are interrupted by the rain. Back inside we have FaceTime, my 90 year old grandmother. She hit Covid a few months ago but hasn’t been out of the nursing home for a year. We call them often to check in.

10 am Jeremy relieves me so that I can work on my book.

Noon Ate oatmeal for breakfast, thought of a text by John Prine, and came in to get a guitar.

13 o’clock Recorded a SiriusXM DJ takeover for a Canadian broadcaster called Northern Americana. I made a playlist for International Women’s Day.

2.30 Ramona woke up from her nap so we jump on the trampoline.

6 p.m. My mother took the children for a long walk, but everyone is back for dinner.

6:05 pm My daughter goes into a big tantrum (terrible twos come here early) so I spend some time calming her down. We take a deep breath and sit in a quiet room.

6:20 pm Finally I calm her down and sit down on a cold plate with delicious food.

19 o’clock I give Ramona a bath and distract her with washable crayons to paint on the bathtub while I sing and play the guitar. Jeremy and Judah play Zelda in his bedroom.

19:30 o’clock The toilet overflows, Jeremy fixes it with a few chosen four-letter words, I laugh.

8 p.m. We all read books, kiss each other on the forehead and say good night.

22 O `clock We switch on “Judas and the Black Messiah”. The house is trashed, but I don’t care – I’ve been cleaning all week and I’m tired. We can worry about that tomorrow.

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Sundance Diary, Half 2: The Promise of Music in a Highly effective Movie

AO Scott, our critic in general, keeps a journal while attending the virtual Sundance Film Festival, which runs through Wednesday. Read part 1 here.

Friday, 1am: It’s been almost exactly a year since I took a plane, almost as long since I’ve been to a movie theater, and many months since I got up after midnight. The Sundance premier screenings are held in three-hour windows, which makes the start time flexible. I was able to wash some dishes before deciding to go sightseeing in the evening. And of course the pause button is available for snack or bathroom breaks.

Normally I would skip an event like “Opening Night Welcome”, but I checked into this short program of zoom-in greetings and video montages to mark the line between everyday life and festival. I also wanted to take a look at Tabitha Jackson, the festival director, when she added a new entry to her list of premieres. She is the first woman to lead Sundance and the first person of color and person to be born outside the United States in this role. And now she’s also the first to run an online festival.

Over the past few years, I might have found her brief remarks a little cheesy, evoking the strength of community and the power of storytelling. Instead, I was moved and touched by the greetings from festival goers waving from their living rooms in Austin, Denver, New York, and elsewhere. Human connection cannot be taken for granted these days.

Then I saw two films, one of which blew me away. I will concentrate on emphasizing the positive in the usual festival spirit. Directed by Ahmir Thompson, better known to music fans as Questlove, this is a documentary entitled “Summer of Soul” about the 1969 Harlem Cultural Festival.

This event is sometimes referred to as “Black Woodstock”, but the parallel is a bit misleading and describing “Summer of Soul” as a concert film doesn’t do it justice. I mean, it captures some absolutely fascinating musical performances – from Stevie Wonder, the Staples Singers, Max Roach, Nina Simone, Ray Barretto, and Sly and the Family Stone, among others – but it anchors them in a vibrant and intricate tableau of politics, Culture and city life.

Thompson uses archival footage and recent interviews wisely to contextualize long-lost footage of the festival itself, which ran over several summer weekends, including the day the moon landed. He contends that what happened in Harlem was at least as significant and should be remembered as a turning point in black history (as well as the history of New York, America and musicals).

More than 50 years later, when enthusiastic summer crowds and live performances are out of reach, it is a reminder of what is possible and the power and promise of popular art in troubled times.

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The Work Diary of a Cinematic Chef

6 p.m. Quit tonight at a reasonable hour. Jess is meeting a friend for an ice cold al fresco dinner at Meadowsweet, and I fully intend to have a beer, turn my brain off, and watch TV in my home theater.

8 p.m. I saw David Byrne’s American Utopia. Unsurprisingly, it was great. Next is “History of Swear Words”. Nicolas Cage beats it up wonderfully, but the editing is a bit of a scatter shot.

9:30 am I overslept, I’m really sore, and I’m not going to exercise this morning. Jess’s eye hurts like crazy, and it sounds a lot like it when I had a scratched cornea in college. I go to get her remedies and an eye patch. At least she’s looking forward to a light pirate cosplay.

10:30 am Three different episodes are due to be reviewed by sponsors on Monday, so I have to do an absolutely tremendous amount of editing. But I also have almost consecutive conference calls until 3 p.m. I’ll find out what I can between calls, but have to take care of my cute Cyclops upstairs if I can.

14 o’clock I crack my ankles, update (video editing software) Premiere and dig in. Fun fact: I’m currently editing shots of the leftover fried rice I have for lunch. Is that a fun fact? Well I enjoy it. This concludes the brown rice saga.

4:30 p.m. I am receiving and testing some new samples from my upcoming cookware range. It’s carbon steel pans that I find nervous when presenting them as an alternative to nonstick pans, but if you practice a little they will become your lifelong friends.

8 p.m. After a nice, uninterrupted piece of productivity, all three episodes are put together, music inserted and voice-over recorded. I really wanted to get it done before the weekend, but there are over eight hours of voice-over work left. I take a lunch break with my significant other and then see if I have any juice left to carry on.

21 clock No! I’m full of Thai takeout, had two mojitos, my voice is shot from all conference calls, and it’s Friday. It’s time to do what young lovers do: watch a pulpy murderous drama. We decide on “The Undoing”, snuggle up under our weighted duvet (yes, of course we have one, we’re stressful Brooklynite millennials) and watch Nicole Kidman continue her long career as a crushing artist. Before we pass out, I find out that “WandaVision” has just premiered, and I wake up so I can be careful. I’m glad I did, because Wanda describes an open four-course menu from the 1950s that I’d like to add to the “Binging” list of ideas!