I wish you the world.
in Loved Ones, MP3, video
as angle, chorus line, dear friends, face, gig, Jess, life, melody, recording, show, song, toronto, voila, way, while
So, this song.
I wrote it for some dear friends in A Chorus Line.
My life went through such an about face right when I got off tour, though, that I completely forgot about it for a while.
Until I suddenly remembered. At least that it happened, I mean.
“Remember that song I wrote for you (and some others), John?” I asked my friend one day while we were hanging out.
“Yeah, Jess–I love that song.”
“Well, I completely forget it–the words, the melody, the chords–everything.”
“Thanks a lot,” he said, sarcastically.
But, slowly, the chorus found its way back to me. And then I stumbled upon a recording of a gig I did in Toronto, and the song was on it, and voila! here it is. Remembered.
And it still applies to my friends from A Chorus Line.
And it applies to some friends I’ve met since then, too. And even some friends I’ve known for a nice, long while.
I just love and appreciate so much how we can learn from each other; I am grateful, truly grateful, that my friends are different from me. That they challenge me. Show me life from a unique angle that I’d never have seen, had it not been for them.
thank you, but, no.
in Funny Stuff
as AMOUNT, blank stare, few minutes, gig, gigs, honest mistake, mass, mass texts, musicians, nakedness, New York City, open mics, person, Philly, phone, response, shot, sort, time, VERY, wrong person
So, this has happened once before, but it was an honest mistake, and so I let it go as that.
But.
It recently happened again, and this time, it was a little more…awkward, I guess.
See, it is commonplace to exchange phone numbers with other musicians. Especially when they get you a gig in Philly. Which was the case in the situation with…well, I’ll just call him Jim.
So I get a text from Jim. He sends out a good amount of mass texts about his gigs and open mics in the area, so this was not so weird. Except that when I open it, I see a picture. A VERY INAPPROPRIATE PICTURE. I am rather shocked, not being used to seeing these things, and then delete it. It has a message that is clearly meant for someone else, so I text Jim back, letting him know that he sent this particular text to the wrong person.
“Sorry for my nakedness,” he writes. “And who is this?”
So I tell him who I am, and think it’s over.
Until I get another text from him a few minutes later.
“Since I have your attention, do you mind if I send you another shot I took of myself, so you can give me “your” opinion?”
Blank stare.
And now I am frustrated because, clearly, I am gonna have to be sort of rude. Or at least let him down. And I don’t like to be rude–to anyone. Which is one of my problems. I will be as nice as pie to people who are being very inappropriate. Not even New York City has cured me of this. Yet, I suppose.
I try to decide how to word my response. I take my time, because my mom has always taught me not to rush into anything. Which includes, I suppose, telling someone that you don’t want to see his naked picture. Although, I am pretty sure she was not envisioning this particular situation when she warned me to take my time.
So, finally I send him this:
“Oh, I’m not trying to be rude, but I think that I don’t know you very well, and would rather keep it to pictures with clothes on, if that’s okay.”
I press send and wait.
……
And then he tells me that he’ll “see me ’round.”
Very casually, just like that.
I lay my phone aside and wonder how in the world I get into these kinds of weird situations. And then I tell my sister about it, who, for probably the hundredth time, tells me that I’m way too nice.
one of these days…
in Thoughts and Feelings
as direction, emphasis, everything, fiance, friend john, friend stefan, gig, human heart, kaylee, kind, love, one of these days, own two feet, quote, sidewalk, stranger, tonight, Tritone, way, yeah
Tonight, after our gig at the Tritone, I had two different strangers assume that two other people were in love with me. Score times two. Except that in both cases, no dice. Actually, one man shuffled by my wonderful and handsome friend John and I while we were talking on the sidewalk and told John [...]
playing tokyo
in Performance, photography
as brand, caution to the wind, drew, emotional aspect, gig, Japan, music, one of the guys, own music, place, room, show, theater/tour, today, tokyo, understatement
I think I drank my weight in water today. Two shows and a gig makes for one very tired and thirsty individual, I have realized. Add to that the emotional aspect of being so far from home and communication with loved ones feeling difficult at best, I think tired might be an understatement. But, I [...]
tiny bathrooms and hey! a gig in Japan!
in Funny Stuff, Performance, Thoughts and Feelings
as acoustic set, bathroom, Clyde, Ed Sullivan, ed sullivan show, gig, God, great grandmother, Guy, I. Have, Japan, Niagara Falls, right, show, T.V, theater/tour, tiny bathroom, tokyo, tough crowd, venue
I am so tired. Like, two-show-day tired. Like seventh-show-of-the-week tired. Like, I literally prayed that God would help me get through the finale in today’s last show because I was just so doggone tired. I know, you get it; I’m tired. Like, please move on. Geez, tough crowd tonight. Ahem. So after my tiring seventh [...]
