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2008 Year In Review!

So, this has been one heck of a year for me.  In a nutshell, here are a few highlights: 1. Finished work on my debut album "Seahorses".  This included getting all the recording finished, designing the album cover/insert/artwork, securing all the rights, mixing and mastering the songs, sending it all to the manufacturing company, paying for it all, and squealing with high-pitched glee as they all arrived safely at my doorstep.  I feel tired just having written this.  [caption id="attachment_309" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="My Debut Album (Isn't it lovely?)"][/caption] 2.  Performed several shows with my band.  This marked the end of my solo era.  (I will mainly perform with other musicians from now on.  It's just too fun.)  The first half of the year was spent working on the album and preparing for the second half.   Here are the events and venues where I played my music in  the summer and fall of 2008: The  Amnesty International Benefit Concert (Charlotte, NC) The Rutledge (Nashville, TN) Cafe Coco (Nashville, TN) Loudhouse Coffee (Greenbrier, TN) 3rd and Lindsley (CD Release!  Nashville, TN) Revive Coffeehouse (Nashville, TN) Charlotte Business Guild Holiday Celebration (Charlotte, NC) Pura Vida's Gypsy Lounge (Charlotte, NC) [caption id="attachment_388" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="Performing at "Seahorses" CD Release Show."][/caption] 3.  After 10 years of carrying me safely EVERYWHERE, I said farewell to my little Toyota truck Delilah.  She is with a new driver now somewhere here in Nashville.  I miss her  .  .  .  . [caption id="attachment_180" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="So cute and pretty . . ."][/caption] 4.  I finally got a new car with all the fixin's, gizmos, and gadgets.  His name is Balthazar.  He's a black Toyota Corolla.  As it happens, he's very camera shy, but you can see him peeking through in this photo .   .  . 5.  The phenomenon that is Oreo and Buttercup happened.  They are on a mission to travel around the world, and I am here to document all of the insanity along the way.  Here is the first of many pictures I've posted .  .  . [caption id="attachment_70" align="aligncenter" width="300" caption="Oreao and Buttercup stuck in the Grass AGAIN"][/caption] All of this is just off the top of my head.  2009 has a lot more in store including a ton of shows in various places, a whole lot of promotion for the album, and all kinds of new stuff!!!!!!! For starters, Oreo and Buttercup take on Seattle and Atlanta!!!  More on this later. So long 2008!!  You have been very kind and gracious to me! Welcome 2009!!  Bring it on! -g

The New Musician

On Sense and Sensitivity

I started playing gigs when I was 16 years old in coffee shops and small venues. It was easy to pack out the place with friends and peers from school, looking for something to do. The music I wrote was raw then, lyrics coming from places of deep hurt and life experience. Performing was being heard. Performing was telling me story.

But the music industry isn't necessarily the friendliest toward introverts and highly sensitive people, especially when you're both, like me. I tried my hand at self-promotion, recording a professional demo, and winning a residency at a local pub for a few months. I was starting to get some name recognition in town until an ex-fan threatened to kill me in a guitar shop. Then, I shut it all down. I wasn't even famous and someone wanted me six feet under.

One thing that always discouraged me was how easy the musician lifestyle seemed to be for some of my peers. For example, Nick Jenkins is this amazing percussionist who conducts the most beautiful experiments with his music, including silent discos. That guy can play anywhere and anytime he wants. His name is said with a certain amount of awe in the Holy City. Same goes for sultry lass Lindsay Holler who writes some gut-wrenching and heartbreaking ballads, in charge of an affair called Holy City Cold Heart Revival. But after some reflection, I realized that folks like these have something in common.

Everything is for the music.

Today, the musicians who make it are the ones who leave it all behind for their craft. Jobs are for buying instruments, equipment, and sustenance. School is for furthering your abilities. Relationships are muses and come second to the music. At least, that's what I'm seeing. I'm finally realizing that music was never it for me. It was a hobby, a way to vent, a form of therapy. I didn't make it because I wasn't willing to go all in. At least, not yet.

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