Music, Story

From the Threshold

FullSizeRenderSpring is here and it perfumes the air. The hauntingly beautiful voice of Raina Rose fills the room from the tiny speakers of my Mac Desktop, the faint sound of milk foam popping as the bubbles settle into my coffee, the mist floating from the clouds to the treetops, the birds chirping, the humidity hanging in the air like a lovers arms that are holding you captive in bed, thankfully it’s still cool enough you don’t want to break away, just yet. A battle of the bands that seduces the senses that all seem to meet at the threshold of my apartment and the outside world.

My home is a private place.  Although, my apartment, for the most part, is always set for company, but rarely does it see any.  My front door is always open when I am home.  No one ever comes to it, but this week, maybe it was the Spring air, or time giving a little push, something changed.

My neighbor, Jack, has been feeding a stray cat for about six months.  He started out skittish, never allowing anyone near him, even Jack. I’ve tried to coax him closer to no avail.  These last few days, his little heart has softened.  Earlier this week, I was in my kitchen doing dishes and I went to my bedroom to grab something and there he was, sitting there as if to say, “Can I help you?” A couple days later, he sat on the threshold of my open front door and watched me as I tidied up my living room.  Yesterday, he came in and sat just on the inside of my door and listened to me practicing a lullaby for a gig I have next week.  He listened contently, ears perked, posture straight.  When I was finished he lowered his head, as if to nod in a approval, before he left in search of other adventures.

“Cat” has started a new trend.  Outside my door, I have an old wooden cart that holds my balcony garden.  If my door is not open, “Cat” will climb up on this cart and stand on the potted plants.  His head comes just above the window sill.  He bats on the screen with his paw until I give him notice.

It’s just a cat, but I eagerly await our next encounter.  Perhaps I am a cat lady in the making or he’s a symbol of good things to come.  Either way Spring always brings new life, new meaning, just waiting to blossom.

Music, Uncategorized

Thoughtful and Thankful Thursday

The last few days of the first month of 2015 are rapidly approaching and I am thrilled with the amount of productivity that I have been able to maintain over these last few weeks.  Today though, I woke up with an overwhelming sense of gratitude.

I never in my wildest dreams thought I wanted to play music.  It just happened, but now, I realize that I couldn’t live without music.  I love to write, sing, play, and perform.  Like any field or art, there is constant room for improvement, growth, etc.  Yes, I am sure, that like any field or art, there are many moments of self doubt.  I feel as if I experience the later more than I should.

As an artist or a musician, each piece you create has a little bit of you in it.  You offer that openly to the world for the taking, the critique, as well as the rejection.  Sure, as an artist you should be able to remove yourself from that situation, but the reality is that you can’t.  It is difficult not to be personally involved and even more so not to take the negative personally.  I have tried very hard to avoid the negative.  I find myself to be my harshest critic, therefore I am often hesitant to share my work, in this case my songs.

This month, I forced myself in a way that I have never done before to share my music.  I submitted one of my songs to the Tiny Desk Concert Series Concert.  Now, we will completely overlook my strong dislike for contests anyway, and embrace the notion that I took a huge step.  I submitted my video to the NPR contest and was hesitant to let anyone else know that I had entered my video, but I overcame that too.  Since I have let go of this fear of sharing my work out of receiving negative feedback, I have received anything but that!  Nothing but good has come from it and it has proved to be a valuable lesson.

Now I have shared this video, the links and articles that it has been included in (by Ovrld and KUT Austin) all over Facebook but what I haven’t been able to mention, or at least communicate clearly enough is my overwhelming sense of gratitude to those that have liked, shared, and given me the support that I have needed!  I have always felt has if I have never fit in here in the Austin music scene, this week has proven otherwise and has given me the momentum I need to keep propelling myself forward.

Thank you to the following folks for sharing links, tagging me in posts, etc. I couldn’t feel this way without you. (There are many, many more of you, but this is the beginning)

Lisa Kettyle (Austin badass: barista, promoter, pedicabber, the list goes on)

Lee Jaster (fellow singer/songwriter)

Alexis Alexander (in need of ancupuncture? She’s your girl!)

Avi Hartman (badass welder- video was filmed in his warehouse)

Terri Lee (that adorable dress I’m wearing… hers!)

KUT Radio, Austin

Ovrld

*NOTE*- I realize the winner’s of the Tiny Desk Concert Contest won’t be announced until the end of February and I most likely won’t be one of them, but for now, I am feeling like a winner! Thanks ya’ll! (Yes, so cheesey, I’m sorry)