First page of the doctor archive.

sleep no more + I need a doctor (cover).

Posted by jessica on Feb 1, 2012 with 10 Comments
in Performance, there are pictures here, Thoughts and Feelings, video
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Last night, I played Sleep No More’s Storytelling post party here in NYC.

And it looked like this:

(that’s Wayne Tucker, Biet Simkin, me, and Tom Larsen, from left to right–they are incredible musicians; such a privilege to collaborate with them)

I also met with my publicist today. Yes, this means I have a publicist, which is quite new for me. She took one look at my safety pinned-together purse and was quite taken a back. “We need to correct this situation,” she said. “You cannot just walk around looking like…”

“…a homeless person?” I supplied.

She nodded and I made a mental note to drop my purse off at the leather shop this weekend while I am recording.

I wore three inch heels last night. This makes me 5’11. “You are sooooooooo tall,” said someone in the audience as I walked by them. What’s interesting about that kind of statement is that it’s hard to know how to respond, exactly. You can’t say ‘thank you,’ because it isn’t a compliment. You can’t say ‘so are you,’ because it’s generally a short person who makes that kind of observation. You could say that you are not so tall when compared to most trees, but that would start a conversation that you might not want to have. Plus, there are always bonsai trees–and they totally trump your argument.

I usually just end up agreeing and then trying to move the conversation on.

Oh, and here is a video someone took of us covering ‘I Need a Doctor’ from last night at Sleep No More, if you care to watch.


And that, my friends, concludes this blog post.

I am meeting a new friend who’s visiting from Britain tomorrow morning. We met because she interviewed me for a radio program, and now we’re hanging out. The internet is a crazy and wonderful place sometimes.

I need a doctor.

Posted by jessica on Dec 18, 2011 with No Comments
in MP3, Performance, video
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Do you ever feel like apologizing to the world?
Just for feeling.
For crying.
For laughing too loudly.
For talking too much.

Sometimes I do.

Which is when I steal away.
I close my mouth, swallow my apologies,
and play music.

I did this tonight.
It helps so much.

I recorded a cover. I have the whole thing down now. AFter I messed it up while performing at a cabaret in NYC a couple weeks ago. Oh well, you really can’t take yourself too seriously. Especially when you’re covering something by Dr. Dre and Eminem, I guess.

It’s funny, it took me a full two days, I think, just to memorize the FIRST LINE, “I told the world one day I would pay it back, say it on tape and lay it, record it, so that one day I could play it back…”

That line just kept alluding me. I could not wrap my brain around it, and it would not stick in my memory. Then it became my weird little mantra I said over and over in my head until it finally made a kind of rhythmic sense to me. Then, the rest came pretty easy after that.

Anyway, the song:

a round of applause, in so many ways.

Posted by jessica on Oct 29, 2011 with 13 Comments
in I Lift My Eyes Up, Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings
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After my show tonight, I met a friend at the World Cafe Live in Philly to watch another friend of ours perform. A brilliant friend of ours. I have so many talented, dreaming, creative, and interesting friends–why, it’s enough to make a girl want to join in and make stuff, too, darnit. I sat there [...]

the magic pill.

Posted by jessica on Sep 24, 2011 with 9 Comments
in I Lift My Eyes Up, Thoughts and Feelings
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I am going to talk about being a woman for a second. I hope this doesn’t make anyone feel too uncomfortable. But, see, sometimes–no, every month, actually–I get these really bad cramps. They’ve been so bad before, that I’ve considered going to the hospital. Anyway, I told my magical doctor about this. (It only took [...]

happy? happy.

Posted by jessica on Jul 8, 2011 with 12 Comments
in Thoughts and Feelings
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I ran into a good friend tonight. He told me I look happy. “It’s true; I am,” I said right back to him. I’m happy. I know it’s just a feeling, I get that. I’m not about to build my house on this feeling and call it home, but I will admit that it’s nice [...]

“nobody wants to talk about your book.”

Posted by jessica on Jun 29, 2011 with 19 Comments
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Well, now I know, I guess. Especially since I have it on good authority from my new friend Leão that: A). There are only about ten nice guys in New York City. B). Five of them are already taken. C). None of them live above 168th street. And D). Nobody (“NOBODY, JESS!”) wants to talk [...]

random.

Posted by jessica on Oct 25, 2010 with 8 Comments
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My little laptop is not feeling so well right now. I keep asking what hurts, exactly, and all it does is show me an apple and spin a tiny circle round and round an infinite amount of times. I don’t speak circle, so I don’t know what this means. But I’m taking it into the [...]

z-pac, work your magic

Posted by jessica on Jul 22, 2009 with No Comments
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I am under strict orders from my husband to do absolutely nothing. And now, while he’s at work, he keeps texting me with this question: are you drinking your water? At which point I proceed to grab my trusty water bottle that is sitting nearby, take a sip, and then text back: yes. It would [...]

Fletch and how I met Mckmama

Posted by jessica on Jun 22, 2009 with No Comments
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First things first. Last night and tonight there is a man named Fletch staying with us. He is an actor-turned-law-student who is currently bicycling cross country to raise money for Broadway Cares/Equity Fights Aids and happened to meet up with us while we were here in Minneapolis. No, I didn’t know him before yesterday. Yes, [...]