First page of the studio archive.

I recorded today (and other stuff).

Posted by jessica on Jan 9, 2012 with 14 Comments
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I am exhausted.

But it’s  a great kind of exhausted, because it comes from doing a lot of this:

Which doesn’t look nearly as difficult as it is. Does anyone realize how hard it is to record an instrument that is not your forte? Recording a piano is much easier than recording a ukulele. For me, anyway. I imagine this is not the case with everyone. But, luckily, one can take many takes in a studio.

Favorite quote today…Wait, not yet.

Because, first, let me give you some context. My pop had just picked me up from the train station and taken me back home; my parents’ three HUGE (see how effective it is to actually make the word ‘huge,’ well, huge? I need you to know these are not small or even medium sized dogs, guys)–but their three alaskan malamutes were making me feel very welcome. By sniffing me and stuff. You know, what dogs do. So my pop says to me very seriously, “No matter how famous you might get, Jess, you will always come back home to a place where the dogs will sniff your crotch.”

Which keeps things in perspective. Keeping it real, as they say.

And something else that’s real is I need to record vocals tomorrow. And so sleeping is a very good idea.

Good night.

all of it.

Posted by jessica on Nov 16, 2011 with 8 Comments
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“Um, um…excuse me?”

I heard that over and over again while teaching tot dance. We’d be sitting in a circle doing our warm-up, stretching our bodies and pointing our feet–all while exhibiting all sorts of different emotions on our faces–when, inevitably, I’d get interrupted.

“Excuse me? Miss? EXCUSE ME?!”

“Yes?” I said to whichever tiny pink-clad whimsical ballerina was trying to ask me a question this time.

“Um, when are we gonna dance?”

And then I smiled and tried my best to explain. That we actually are dancing. Right now. That all of it–everything we do in this studio for the next hour is dancing. “This, right here,” I said, shrugging my shoulders up and down, up and down, “is dancing. Touching your toes is dancing. Practicing your splits is dancing. It’s all dancing, hon.”

And then a perplexed look came over the little face of the question asker. “But when are we gonna do this?” she asked, taking the opportunity to stand up and twirl in such a mighty frenzy that she landed solidly on her bum.

Trying not to laugh, I told her that I’ll give her time at the end to make up any dance that she wants, but until then, she follows me. And then I turned Winnie the Pooh back up nice and loud and we resumed trying to touch the sky with our creepy crawly spider fingers.

But it’s interesting how we are all that girl sometimes.

It’s easy to impatiently go through the motions of whatever it is at hand now, because we’re so anxious for the part when we get to twirl. In some cases, twirling may be a dream job, a significant other, a move to somewhere–anywhere!–better, prestige…fill in the blank. It’s different for everybody, but we all know the feeling of wanting to hurry up life and JUST TWIRL ALREADY!

We want to skip the exercises in the circle and just show the world our moves. But the thing we don’t always realize is that when we follow the exercises closely and carefully, we can eventually do the kind of twirling that doesn’t land you on your butt. Wouldn’t that be nice. That, really, What We’re Doing Now is the only kind of bridge that exists to What We Want to Be Doing Eventually.

So take what you’re doing now seriously. I mean, laugh and joke and make fun of most things, in general, by all means, but do it with the understanding that it matters. That it’s life. It’s all life. Just like that little girl was dancing the whole while–even though she kept asking when she’s gonna get to dance.

She was dancing the whole time.

And so are we; so let’s do it with intention.

And eventually, we’ll twirl.

the lady of shalott, remix, etc.

Posted by jessica on Sep 16, 2011 with 7 Comments
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Jonah and I had some fun in the studio with this one. That boy’s genius, I must say. the lady of shalott rough And what else? Somebody at the gym a). first asked me what my boots were (I answered “boots,” believe it or not), b). then told me they are weird, and c). finished [...]

the misery index (boysetsfire cover)

Posted by jessica on Sep 12, 2011 with 4 Comments
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We did it. We finished it, I mean–Jonah and I. The Misery Index. One of Boysetsfire’s finest. “You should put it on youtube,” Jonah told me. “Oh gosh, how do I do that? How do I put a song on youtube, I mean?” I asked. “Add a picture.” “Well, it’s gonna be the one of [...]

thursday+friday.

Posted by jessica on Aug 27, 2011 with 5 Comments
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Yesterday, me and my nephew Jonah made some magic happen in the studio.Seriously, he’s a WIZ at recording. Brilliant musician. Smart smart smart. And pretty adorable, to boot. I can’t wait to share what we did, but it’s not quite finished yet, so I am practicing restraint. Not gonna share it until it’s actually ready. [...]

can-do.

Posted by jessica on Jul 14, 2011 with 3 Comments
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The tips of my fingers hurt from playing the ukelele. They hurt so good. Cause I’m playing the ukelele! Oh, it’s great fun. And work. For me, those things generally tend to go together. Ever since I came to New York City, I have been soundly beating my body up. I am not lying when [...]

a smattering.

Posted by jessica on Apr 27, 2011 with 6 Comments
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Yesterday, I was walking along 8th avenue with my friend. We were talking and laughing and participating in all the good kinds of carryings-on that happens when one is with a friend. Suddenly, a man bumped into me. We both apologized. I said something like, “My bad.” He looked at me and said, “My pleasure.” [...]

lessons lessons lessons

Posted by jessica on Sep 22, 2010 with 15 Comments
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So, these last few days…they’ve not exactly been the stuff of fairy tales. Okay, so maybe Grimm’s fairy tales, but really, that’s probably being a bit dramatic. And I am leaving for LA tomorrow–this is something I look forward to greatly. Also, I am selling my house–something else I look forward to greatly. However, do [...]

hard work!

Posted by jessica on Aug 24, 2010 with 8 Comments
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Tomorrow I start work on a little recording project. See, Jason and I are starting a small production company in order to actually sell the musicals we’ve created over the years. And the nice thing for him is that his part of the job is basically done. Whereas, my part? Super. Hard. Work. Because I [...]

some good things have happened in memphis

Posted by jessica on Sep 26, 2009 with No Comments
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This. Was. Just. Amazing. Sun Records, here in downtown Memphis, a mile away from my hotel. And it is responsible for the music that we have today. This is where 18 year old Elvis Presley walked in off the street and spent four dollars to make a record for his mother’s birthday. Or so he [...]