Dear Music,

Dear Music,

It has been you and me as long as I can remember.  I remember you singing me to sleep inside my head while I sucked on my blanket, and whispering to me while I tinkered on my Mom’s piano, and hypnotizing me with the sound of the church choir.  I remember the first few times you made my body vibrate in that way you do when that chord progression is *just* right (chills!).  Anything I picked up you made it possible for me to play.  Any tune you sent I could immediately sing.  You and I walking together is so natural that I never gave it a second thought.  I thought everyone was like this.

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It’s NOT Highlander, People.

“There can be only one”

If you are a fan, you will recognize that signature phrase from the cult classic, Highlander.

As big of a nerd as I am, I actually got into the Highlander TV show well before I saw the movie.  It happened to be on cable when I got done with class most days my junior year in college.  The perfect time to max out in front of the TV and pile through a whole bag of sour cream and cheddar potato chips because in college you have a hyper-metabolism and can get away with that sort of thing…

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The Healthy Artist

It is perceived by most (and seemingly proven time and time again) that most artists are in some way shape or form, insane.  But do they have to be?

Beethoven heard music in his head so strongly that he had to write it down immediately, no matter where he was.  Rumor has it his landlord ripped out the window sashes after his death and sold them at auction because they were covered in his handwritten music.  Van Gogh, of course, cut off his own ear.  Dali saw owls on peoples heads among other things.  The Beatles were infamous weirdos, not to mention the extra levels of weird once Yoko came on the scene.  Syd Barrett, Michael Jackson, the list goes on and on.

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12 Kinds of Glue

I like making stuff.  Always have.  I think I get it from my Dad, who is basically like MacGyver.  I believe I have mentioned this before.

I stopped making stuff years ago when I started consistently moving every few years.  When you make stuff, you have to own stuff in order to make other said stuff.  And when you own stuff and you have to move, that means you have a lot more stuff to carry which I just do not have the patience for.  So no more making stuff for me.

Until now.

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A Few of My Favorite Things

I grounded myself for the entire month of December because I was really starting to go a little cra-cra in the head.   Mandatory time off, one might say.

So I’ve been pretty low key.  Getting a lot of sleep which is odd for me.

Something I’m enjoying (which is surprising to me)  is the local radio station, KOIT, has been playing non-stop Christmas music since the day after Thanksgiving.  Now typically I don’t get into holiday music, but the CD player in our car is broken so it’s all radio all the time which means All-Your-Favorite-Christmas-Hits-Non-Stop.

That’s where I heard Julie Andrews singing “My Favorite Things” from one of the best movies ever:  The Sound of Music.  Sigh.  I love The Sound of Music.  One may even say that it’s one of My Favorite Things.

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On Tour: Mission Bells

So on July 11th I got a phone call from Thomas Pridgen referring me to a band called Mission Bells.  They would be coming along as opening support for The Memorials nation-wide tour.  I met with Micah later that evening and we talked through the tunes and the tour and all the logistics – seemed like it would be a pretty good fit, and strangely enough it landed right in the middle of a big open spot in my calendar between all my other traveling gigs.  The only part that would be tricky was that I already was leaving for the Bask Music Festival in Russian River – so that meant two rehearsals with the new band before I left for 5 days, then four rehearsals before our opening show.  At the time that seemed like a huge undertaking – but in truth by the second rehearsal after my return from the River I pretty much had the stuff down.

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Sit Kitty Sit

What the….wait, What??

So, shock of all shocks, I had a moment to myself tonight. (Dare I say a moment of Zen?)  Quiet, still.  In my already clean house.  I ordered some eggplant in garlic sauce while working on an arrangement of a new tune and I realized something.

I shot two (count ’em, 2! ) amazing music videos in the LAST MONTH.

WHAT??

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