Something happy

I found a song!

Hello friends!
I know I just sent out a piece on peacemaking, songwriting and teen troubles (Ending the war between my Gen X and artist parts), and I know I promised you a part 2 on When following a calling becomes an abusive relationship (it is coming!) but in the meantime, I just wanted to slip in something quick & fun because…I found a song!

I recently found a recording of a long-lost tune I played live on Boston’s WERS in 2001, 2003, or 2006 (I don’t know the year actually). It had basically disappeared (I didn’t remember the words or how to play it) and since there is/was no other recording of it, it ceased to exist. So, finding this recording was exciting!

It is interesting to stumble upon old songs that didn’t make it on to a record. I often notice that I used to write lyrics in a way that I wouldn’t now. I also notice that I used to do weirder things musically on the piano than I do now. Sometimes I wonder why I don’t do those weird things anymore.

At my very first CD release show in Chicago, I painted my hands purple, blue and magenta. I wore a deep purple wrap dress, bathrobe-like, yet royal. I remember how color played a huge part in the evening. If I look at pictures a few years later, I am no longer painting my skin. I am often wearing jeans and t-shirts (which is fine). Some of the creative ideas I used to have were whimsical and odd and they were not embraced in the folk clubs I played. It wasn’t conscious, but I think some of my weirder ideas started to fade as a result. Now I have a daughter who LOVES color, especially purple, and she is teaching me to bring this part of me back to life!

Here’s that song I found:

Press play to play :)