thursday+friday.
in Loved Ones, Performance, there are pictures here, Thoughts and Feelings
as Boysetsfire, Brilliant, brilliant musician, cherry hill, gonna share, good fun, house, hurricane, love, new rap, recording, sass, share, song, state of delaware, studio, tax collectors, while, white horse, Yesterday
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. We covered a Boysetsfire song and we’re both really excited about it. It’s a song I used to sing live, but haven’t for a while, so it was nice to do this project.
Plus, Jonah wants to record with me more. And guys, I couldn’t be happier about this. I write A LOT of music. I, however, don’t professionally record hardly anything of my own and so this is gonna be good fun. I have some new rap stuff that I wanna get down. I have all my brokenhearted songs to record. Oh. My. Gosh, I’m in love with this. And if you can’t actually fall in love with a person, then fall in love with what you’re doing, is what I say. I mean, both is preferable, but one outta two ain’t bad.
And last night, The Paper Janes played at the World Cafe Live in Philly. On the main stage. This was quite a venue, quite exciting, quite an honor. Someone told me that they really “liked my sass,” after the show. It’s just too bad that my sass soon gave way to something else, cause I felt so SICK right after. I think my head was going to explode and my stomach felt all kinds of terrible and it was all I could do to squeeze my temples as hard as I could and pray to Jesus to come back now, please.
The latter didn’t happen. Not that I could tell, anyway. Because as far as I know, I still owe the state of Delaware for house taxes (oh gosh, don’t get me started on this) and I am pretty sure that when Jesus returns, he’ll be riding on a white horse in the clouds, brandishing a CANCELED DEBT document to hand over to the good tax collectors of Delaware concerning one house in Cherry Hill Manor.
Or, you know, I will just pay the thing.
I am mad about this for many reasons, but this is when I go all zen and I let go! And I do a downward dog! And I write a song! And I forgive! And I eat baby carrots! Cause they’re good for me! Just like forgiveness is!
I am expanding, though. Just tonight, I braved the pre-apocolyptic crowds at the Fine Faire where everyone is stocking up on just about everything here in NYC and came out with some broccoli and peppers, in addition to my usual groceries. I hear those are good for you, too. And I am determined to live well, darnit. Forgiveness. Vegetables. You know how it goes.
Which leads me to Irene. She sounds like such a nice and demure dame, perhaps with an Irish accent–doesn’t really sound like a hurricane at all. But she’s shutting down the city. Broadway’s dark for the weekend. The subway is calling 12 noon tomorrow quitin’ time. Me and Betsy are ready. She put a candle in my room, which is thoughtful. She also told me that she went and stocked up on non-perishables. “And I got junk food,” she told me. “I mean, if there’s gonna be a hurricane, then I’m gonna eat an oreo.”
Which sounds like perfect logic to me.
So I followed suit and got some ice cream. You know, to go with the broccoli and peppers.
ain’t my friend.
in MP3, there are pictures here
as Army, berries, blah blah, car, cost, expression, family, friend liz, glorious view, gloves, Huh, mullet, photo, photographer, photographer friend, red hair, Salvation, salvation army, song, tank, waste, way, Yesterday
I started writing this song in the car yesterday. Doesn’t get much more inspiring than a car, huh?
Okay, maybe there are a few things I could think of that are more inspiring than a car. Especially mine. Which, I am grateful for, but…well, let’s just say that whenever I fill the tank up I always hope that my car doesn’t die then cause it’d be a waste of $40 and I’d be mad.
Not to mention car-less.
Which is maybe better than careless, I’m not sure.
Anyway, yes, I wrote this song. It’s a rough draft and blah blah blah, you know the drill.
Also, here are a few pics from a photo shoot I recently did with my photographer friend, Liz Besanson.
I liked that she put berries in my hair.
Who wouldn’t, really?
And that’s a dress I got from the Salvation Army. It fits me like a glove (which is a funny expression, because I’ve worn tons of gloves that really don’t fit me at all) and cost less than most lunches.
And I think that, after surveying some pictures of me, I really have to admit that the color of my hair lands squarely somewhere in the red family. What? I’m not trying to have red hair, folks. Oh well, I guess sometimes these things just happen.
But I must admit that I really like the way my mullet is in full and glorious view there in the second picture.
Okay, enough about hair.
my miracle? okay, fine.
in Funny Stuff, Thoughts and Feelings
as Accidentally, bad luck, dear god, few moments, haste, iphone, kind, little heart, phone, Rude, second, sheer stupidity, stone, t text, technological miracle, turtle, whole lot, Yep, Yesterday
I will tell you something strange. It has to do with my iphone. I don’t usually write about technological things because I don’t care a whole lot about them. I mean, I am grateful for my phone and my computer–please don’t get me wrong–but, I do not generally dream of things that need batteries. But [...]
quotes you will never see crocheted on a pillow.
in I Lift My Eyes Up, Thoughts and Feelings
as beautiful book, bone, dance of death, dark dance, don t cry, everything, freedom, grain of wheat, life, melody beattie, moment, perfect life, perfect moment, person, pillow, righteously, stream, sun, visible energy, Yesterday
I have been reading this beautiful book, Codependent No More (Melody Beattie). It sounds rather dry and textbook, I know, but let me assure you, it is not. It is life-giving; it is marrow to my bone. Yesterday, I read it down by my stream, with the sun streaming righteously upon my shoulders and my legs [...]
because I have to.
in I Lift My Eyes Up
as amazing discoveries, car, darn, DID, experience, glove compartment, growing pains, hand, handstand, handstands, human spirit, miracle, news, oh shoot, place, resilience, shoot, Yesterday, yoga teacher
Yesterday I went to open up my glove compartment in my little ghettofabulous car and the whole thing just fell out. Like, onto the floor. I laughed. And then? I fixed it. Well, I stuck it back in place, I mean. Around these parts, we call that fixed. Yesterday I had to print some music [...]
a smattering.
in Performance, Thoughts and Feelings
as 8th avenue, 98 degrees, course, good, home, HOT, hot yoga, jinga, measurable progress, nyc studio, perfectionists, pop, progress, real friend, smattering, someone, studio, time, Yesterday, yoga class
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.” [...]
good-bye, blue monday and a loooooove song.
in MP3, Performance, Thoughts and Feelings
as craft, exercise, fun time, goodbye blue monday, issue, love, love song, love songs, lower east side, Monday, nobody, Philly, rough track, song, song writing, song yesterday, strange thing, time, writing technique, Yesterday
Yesterday, we played in Brooklyn at Goodbye, Blue Monday. It was such a fun time. Seriously. The place was pretty full with people. But, get this. They were listening people. Nobody talked. They watched and listened and seemed to really like what we were doing. Afterward, somebody asked where we were from. “Pennsylvania,” either Shane [...]
conversations and narrative.
in Performance, Thoughts and Feelings
as beautiful people, encouragement, going to boston, good friends, kind, love, love story movie, lunar eclipse, narrative, nosy, o clock, open mic, show, sound man, spending time, story, way, words of encouragement, year, Yesterday
“I just need to be back by one tonight,” my friend Shane said, after deciding we’d go play an open mic to try to wrangle a new gig (which we did, by the way). “Okay, what do you have to do at one?” I asked, being nosy. “I have to watch an eclipse with Michael.” [...]
films and cardigans and hats.
in Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings
as bad case, cardigan sweater, cardigans, champ, coming my way, envy, fashion, film project, hat, kind, lamp shade, oscillate, overabundance, scarves, single ladies, soft yarn, sweater, tonight, way, winter fashion, Yesterday
Tonight I helped friends of mine with a film project they are working on. I do not know the first thing about these kinds of endeavors (but I can tell you all about the forty-third thing about these kinds of endeavors, however. They generally have a lot to do with cleaning up and a little [...]
