thank you for giving me such a warm homecoming at the note.
i wish i could have spent time with all of you.
but if you know me, you know i am more of a one on one kind of gal.
anyway, it makes me smile knowing i have that kind of support.
so thank you!
another thing, did anyone find a jacket?
a black one with the word "volvo" on it?
it is my dad's, it is his favorite!
he has worked for volvo as a mechanic and owned that jacket for many many years and was VERY fond of it.
if anyone either knows where it is, or realized they took the wrong coat please contact me!
it would mean more than you know...
thanks!
happy holidays.
there is nothing better than a persons voice...
but we ignore the sound when we're annoyed.
there are computers and phones when we're alone...
but we're searching for a loving tone.
there is nothing better than a persons eye...
but what we've seen has turned to lies.
there are remotes we control, remote controls...
but we watch with eyes, we watch with souls.
the lovely space an artist creates
the long night that all of us face.
the empty track that lonely feet pace.
the family you want to erase.
maybe it's time
time to embace
we need a design
that rids of this hate
something has died
something has tried
tried to survive
something alive.
what have we done
where have we gone
what is so wrong
this should'nt seem long.
this day is still here
existing so clear
with clouds in the air
and moon waiting near
i'll find a good friend
i'll walk till the end
i'll speak till i'm said
i'll die till i'm dead
if a lovely space an artist creates
always seems to have some mistakes
give it some grace
give it some space
let it be late.
let it be late
hearing noises...
not knowing when it will stop.
i have become a part of it.
my heart beats with the sound.
i will seek till it is found.
should i become the room.
make myself acostume to the tune.
or ignore the way it takes time.
to give myself a peace of mind.
i am home.
sitting at the dining room table, having a glass of wine and eating chunks of delicious wisconsin cheese.
what are you doing?
let me know... or not...if it is gross...
anyway, i want you to be the first to know something really cool...
though there may only be one date on my page...
understand there is a lot a brewing!
yesterday we got the call from management...
a lovely management team they are...
and we will be on our way... by plane on monday to cali. to appear on an episode of CSI...the show!!
crazy huh.
you'd think my luck had run out...
maybe it just begun...
i am really syked right now about life!
the phillies won the world series!
obama will be the next president!
and i have met awesome people from all over the country doing what i love!!
so far it's been a great year...
thanks for support!!
sharon
This year has felt like a thunderstorm.
maybe it is the hypnotic stage lights or the crash of the cheering crowds like thunder that led me to that metaphor. either way it feels as if i have been struck by lightning.
since the first thunderous hit i have been out of my body. watching myself like a
puppet. which incidentally is robert plant's nickname for me.
i just finished the "raising sand" tour with t-bone burnett, alison krauss and robert plant and am now on tour with a new artist named matt white. i am the only girl on the bus. amazing how much i miss female companionship.
before the show in idaho the other night we were all starving and believe it or not 2 guys had a hotdog stand on their front lawn across the street. in the snow. we all laughed when we saw the 2 guys eating pizza hut. they weren"t even eating their own food.
the gig may have been a little odd (middle of nowhere, snow, pizza hut food) but all the essentials were there, the crowd was listening, i was singing, and it was snowing.
i feel like i am living inside a tom waits song. if you're not familiar with him, he is a well traveled man who writes beautiful melodies (he calls'em maladies) and usually has strange characters in20the stories he sings about.
maybe that's what happens when your struck by lightning... you feel like tom waits.
sharon
this year has felt like a thunderstorm.
maybe it is the hypnotic stage lights or the crash of the cheering crowds like thunder that led me to that metaphor. either way it feels as if i have been struck by lightning.
since the first thunderous hit i have been out of my body. watching myself like a puppet. which incidentally is robert plant's nickname for me.
i just finished the "raising sand" tour with t-bone burnett, alison krauss and robert plant and am now on tour with a new artist named matt white.
i am the only girl on the bus.
amazing how much i miss female companionship.
before the show in idaho the other night we were all starving and believe it or not 2 guys had a hotdog stand on their front lawn across the street. in the snow.
we all laughed when we saw the 2 guys eating pizza hut. they weren"t even eating their own food.
the gig may have been a little odd (middle of nowhere, snow, pizza hut food) but all the essentials were there,
the crowd was listening, i was singing, and it was snowing.
i feel like i am living inside a tom waits song.
if you're not familiar with him, he is a well traveled man who writes beautiful melodies (he calls'em maladies) and usually has strange characters in the stories he sings about.
maybe that's what happens when your struck by lightning... you feel like tom waits.
sharon
We just finished the Robert Plant and Alison Krauss tour a week and a half ago, drove home from Nashville back to Philadelphia, had just enough time to kiss our cats, and say hi to our family...and we were off again!...First stop this time...Mountain Stage, in Charleston West Virginia. (Scot Sax, Two of the Sister's Three, Cass Sadler and Anna Christie had no opinion of Charleston or the people in it before, but...if the courtesy and respect that was given to me exists in the rest of the state, then I am officially a new fan. The audience was packed into a little, very cool theater. They had eager ears for music, and I could feel their energy from the stage.
An amazing bill, which included Steeldriver and Amos Lee made for a really fantastic night of music. In particular, a big shout out to Chris Stapleton from Steel Driver, who REALLY rocks my world...both as a singer and as a songwriter. To top it off, Mountain Stage host and founder Larry Groce treated us to a celebratory toast under the Charleston moonlight at the end of the night.
i know... let’s have a contest, do either of you have any friends... of course lot’s of them...
Category: Friends
i had the chance to meet one of the coolest girls that ever lived.
jodilyn vienis.
today it has been 11 years since she has died.
she taught me what is was like to grieve for her.
before she passed, her father died of luekimia, she spoke of him often.
