Strange Cake

Yesterday I had cake at my bank! Yes, we celebrated with balloons too!

Why? Well, it's like this. MY bank failed and then was bought by this other mega bank, and so they made a cake for everyone!

We, making our deposits, in line, could have some - chocolate or vanilla, with awesome black frosting in industrial letters that said CHASE. And blue frosting for their cool insignia.

Except that by the time I got there it just said ASE, and the black was sort of bleeding into the white frosting. And the blue frosting was smeared around the foil that the cake was on.

And it was all pretty gross.

But I got to write this blog in my mind while I was staring at it in line, so it was all worth it.

Bye Wamu, I eat cake and wave goodbye, to whatever you were and whatever is replacing you. The world is weird. It was always weird, and now it's just very apparent.

Pics from Grass Valley

My Dad is a wonderful photographer, and he took these photos at the Copper Top Lounge a couple weeks ago when I played with Bri Anne Michelle, my step-sis.

It was a beautiful night.

I'm working more on the album release - planning shows, publicity, and looks like it will just be a few more months. Summertime! 

 Talking with the folks from Insider's Network, a great organization that consults with independent artists, giving great advice and direction. It feels really good to get this going, get it out there.

And if you haven't seen the new Myspace page, check it out!

Next week's blog will be an interview with one of my favorite songwriters, Angela Correa. It was awesome talking to her, can't wait for you to see it.

First Show Tomorrow

Tomorrow I go to Grass Valley, CA to play a show at the Coppertop Lounge. It's in honor of my step-mom Cath, her birthday, and I'm playing with my step-sister Bri, who's releasing an album in April.

I've been sitting at the piano and playing the tunes, singing away.

This is the first show since I had my baby, so it is a big landmark, sign-post, lightbulb, a big deal. It's right that it will be me and the piano, simple and true, to start back in.

I miss my baby, and now I sing for him. It goes along with all the changes of my heart and body that come with making a baby inside me, and then letting him go. That tenderness and softness is where music comes from now, it is like a crystal cave, dark and light at the same time, loud and soft, more open than before. I know he hears me.

I practiced with Max the amazing drummer on Monday, and it was satisfying to hear those drums again, to sing loud with the microphone again, to be back in that mode.
It is good to play WITH people, to join those sound waves together, it's a good drug.

So here's to the first step of the next phase of the road, to more music, more songs, more shows, more life.