New song: "When the Checks from Unemployment Came"
I have just had what has now become a familiar experience to many: after seven months of busy signals and inexplicable rejections, a windfall arrived, in the form of one check for each of the 29 weeks that have gone by since I first applied, which was when applying at all became a possibility for gig workers in Oregon like me. Which was a month after all of my tours were canceled, and all the venues and all the borders were closed.