Weekend

Long weekend for the masses right? I'll be reading I think...or maybe painting the kitchen this evening and then traveling. Songs in my head will be transfered onto paper if my arms and brain cooperate. Just started reading the "Red Tent"; not sure what to think yet. Looks like shopping is in order for the afternoon and maybe some yoga. Sister Carolyn just got cast as Helena in Midsummer Night's Dream (Shakespeare for anyone who doesn't live on this planet) at the Rep Theatre in St. Louis, MO. Looks like I'll be heading down south for Thanksgiving to see the show. Woo Hoo!

Busy

Busy. Sad news...Mr. Manager's aunt died. Mother and sister coming into town this afternoon on their way out to Seattle. Playing guitar a lot. Ready for Nemo and Boston, MA! Would like to sleep more though. Could really go for a donut...

Water

Songs about water speak to me...maybe it's because I was born in the month of July making me a cancer and my symbol the crab, but I've always felt a connection to it. (Just a brief explanation for the quote I'm going to post) Holly McNarland's music is addictive for me. I've been listening to the CD, "Stuff" off and on for a few days and this lyric has stuck with me repeating in my head over and over again. Odd thing is, that it's not irritating...it's been...I guess the word is soothing...

I'll crouch beneath the boat
I'll learn to breathe
When I fall asleep
I want to die in water
I'll crouch beneath the boat
I'll learn to swim
Soon I'll have fins
I want to die in water

Music

Jammed with Mr. Manager last night. Interesting blues riff added to "Not the One". Maybe we'll re-record that one for the Live CD...hmmmm...

Found a book by Nicholas Evans that I haven't read before so I'll be occupied for at least 3 days until "The Loop" is finished. It's rainy and spooky outside. This may sound crazy, but I'm actually looking forward to fall. Who knew? Maybe it's the frigidity of air conditioning, but at least it's considered normal behavior to wear sweaters in December...not so much in July.

Emmylou

Pulled Emmylou Harris out of my trunk and put her in the CD changer, "Red Dirt Girl" to be specific...it's still a golden CD...from start to finish. What a poet. I go for sass, but she's pure heartache. I wonder what would happen if her and Pink got together for a duet? Just curious. I'm waiting to get all my new books as I'm currently scraping the bottom of the barrel (even at the library) sick huh? Maybe I should hit St. Paul? Didn't get much done last night besides working out and then falling asleep. Productive.

Writing

Played the guitar for hours and hours and hours...seems like all weekend. It felt so right. Guess I'm feeling inspired. I saw Cat Kinsey on Friday night at Ginko. Beautiful lyrics, wonderful phrasing. But I have to admit it was a strange show with a 'super fan' in the audience singing harmonies out loud and jumping on stage to share the mic...Cat handled it all with grace. Definitely odd though. I have no idea what I would do if someone felt inclined to join me on stage. Let's hope I'd refrain from violence. Seriously...

I'm going to start "Echo" by Minnette Walters now, love her. Just ordered a ton of books from half.com so I'll be delving into new material soon. Any recommendations? I'm really asking. If you have one let me know. Oh and I'm still having trouble naming my songs, but I could really care less as long as my muse keeps talking. Know what I mean?

By the way, have I ever mentioned Mr. Manager's infatuation with Shania Twain? We had a near miss last week as she's coming to the Xcel Center and Mr. Manager almost had to help out as event coordinator. I told him it was a good thing JAM productions choose someone else because there is only room for one pale, brunnette, rock star in his life and that's me : )

Stuff

For some reason I'm absolutely exhausted. Most of my week has been spent sleeping, but I have managed to write a song or two. Looking forward to Boston in September and hopefully a tour out West in the fall. I must have read 6 books this week and while enjoyable...absolutely nothing was memorable. Hmmm...feeling sleepy again...

uhm...

Spent more time at the hospital with Mr. Manager. He's very amusing after severe blood loss...too bad I get woosy thinking about it.

I'm not participating in the house concert this Saturday for Collected Sounds due to some artist communication problems. No worries though...everything is working out for the best. (And Amy is a saint for putting up with us...

I forgot to mention the fact that a listener/fan(?) sent me an email with the advise that I should stop writing depressing music. What does that mean?! And why do people constantly think I need or want their opinion on my life?! Music is subjective, take it or leave it. Everyone...absolutely EVERYONE is a know-it-all critic.

Yeesh!

Rotten Weekend

Mr. Manager has become an invalid...at least for a little while. He has knee issues...severe knee issues. My show on saturday was disappointing at best. I was asked to stop playing 10 minutes into my second set (of many) The staff spokesman said the bar wanted to get drunk and I was playing soft, acoustic music which didn't fit for the night. They paid me in full, I packed up quietly and left immediately. However, I'm more than a bit confused about the whole ordeal as I've played there before (same girl, same songs) but this time it was unacceptable. No one was intentionally being cruel, but I can't think of any way to take this but badly. Anger is not a factor...I'm simply hurt, terribly hurt. I apologize to those of you who came down to the show, only to leave as quickly as I did. Thank you for your support and understanding and for not throwing anything at the bartenders. Just kidding...sort of. Maybe I'll chalk this up to a meaningful experience and the hilarity of being referred to as 'soft, acoustic', but it might take me a while to overcome this feeling of 'ick and failure'.

ugh

Felt slightly wretched last night around dinner time. Miss Kitty caught a mouse (hugh fiasco) and I simply crashed right after eating (dinner not the mouse of course) I woke up around 1am and fell right back to sleep...belatedly brushing my teeth. I feel a bit better this morning, but I missed a fun Happy Hour with friends last night. Sorry guys!

Oh and I have a show at the Eagle Street Grille this Saturday: 9-12:30am. Stop on down!

Back in the USA

Glad to be back in the United States...Europe was interesting. Not very welcoming to Americans even though everything is McDonalds, Coca Cola and Britney Spears. Go figure. I had a beautiful, glorious time and hope to head back to London very soon. Music scene was interesting. It felt weird hearing anything but Bach or Motzart in Vienna. Glorious classical music. I read a ton of books: Michael Fabor "The Crimson Petal and the White", "Bridget Jones Diary" 1 and 2, "Courting Trouble" - can't remember the author, and now Janet Evanovich's "To the Nines". Great fun. I bought crystal in Prague, coffee in Vienna, chocolate in Brugge and shopped in London. All in all a good musical adventure if somewhat hampered by my horrendous flight experience with US Airways. By far the worst airline I have ever flown in my entire life, probably in the world, but I have yet to try Air India and SABENA is out of business. I'm safe and sound back in the USA and looking foward to performing at NEMO in Boston the first week in Septmeber. I have songs to write and thoughts to organize.

Missed you. : )