Saturday, November 27, 2010

New Etsy Items!

I've just updated my Etsy shop with some new items.

Visit my shop!

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

21 GF Chocolate Cake

EASY!!!

21 ounces pie filling (I like cherry or blueberry)
21 ounce Pamela's GF Chocolate Cake Mix (pink package)
2 eggs, beaten
1 1/2 cup water

Mix all together. Bake in 375 degree oven for an hour or until toothpick comes out clean!

Frost with your favorite frosting (or not) after cooled.

Friday, November 19, 2010

Note On Tattoos

Lots of people coming to me wanting tattoos! Yay! I've just been slacking. To those peoples, I apologize. I REALLY want to do them, just finding the focus has been difficult. Keep bugging me. Keep bugging me. Keep bugging me!

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Apple, INC. Won't Let Me Choose!

I recently got an iPhone, if you don't know. I love it. It's great. I'm the kind of person who frequently likes to check little bits of information and therefore love to have the internet literally in the palm of my hand. (It works pretty well as a phone too. *smiley*)

As an internet user AND web designer, I'm am more than frustrated that Apple has blocked flash scripting. My current site redesign to accompany my new music CD (release date TBA) features a flash menu bar. Here is the sister site (for my artwork) with flash menu, but WILL be changed in the future:

MY ARTWORK WEBSITE

In the interest of usability, I am FORCED to reconsider this design choice. I am FORCED to change my site design. This crushes the artist in me. No more cute, pulsing menu roll-overs. :(

Sunday, October 31, 2010

GF Apple-Spice Cake with Caramel Cream Cheese Frosting sprinkled with Pecans

Cake:
1 1/2 cups butter (3 sticks) room temp
3 cups sugar
2 Tablespoons molasses
6 eggs
24 ounces white rice flour (one small bag) or about 3 cups flour
1 1/4 teaspoons baking soda
1 teaspoon xanthan gum
1/4 teaspoon sea salt
2 Tablespoons ground cinnamon
2 teaspoons ground allspice
1 teaspoon ground nutmeg
1 teaspoon ground ginger
1/2 cup sour cream
1/4 cup rice milk (or regular)
6 small apples, peeled and shredded
1 Tablespoon GF vanilla extract

Frosting:
14 ounce bag caramels
1 pint (reserve 5 Tablespoons) heavy whipping cream
1 teaspoon GF vanilla extract
8 ounces cream cheese, room temp
1 cup pecan pieces

Prepare cake:
Preheat oven to 375 degrees.

Cream butter and sugar. Add eggs one at a time, then molasses, sour cream, vanilla and rice milk until combined. Slowly add half of the rice flour until combined. Add spices, baking soda, salt, and xanthan gum. Add remaining rice flour until combined. Add shredded apple. Pour in greased 9X11 pan or greased rounds for layers. Bake for an hour or until tooth pick in center comes out clean. Let cool.

Prepare frosting:
Combine unwrapped caramels and reserved 5 Tablespoons of whipping cream in a saucepan over low. Stir over low heat until caramels have melted. Add in cream cheese and whisk until combined. let cool.

Beat the remaining whipping cream in a seperate bowl until stiff peaks form. With mixer on high, slowly add caramel mixture to whipped cream. Whip until combined and thick (up to 15 minutes, depending on how cool your caramel is.) Frost the cake. Sprinkle with pecan pieces. Serve with spiced pumpkin ice cream or vanilla ice cream if desired.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Too darn cute



Brings out the Grandma in me.

Monday, August 30, 2010

Worth Mentioning

My dream kitchen. A little french country? Fantasizing about off-the-grid living and picture a wood cookstove off to the right there. I can almost hear the rooster calling from outside that window.





Friday, August 27, 2010

Darklord


In the stale air of the castle
Melted by the muted sun
I see you shadow against the bony wall.
You walk listlessly,
As if just awoke from sleeping.
You watch the town from your high steeple.
They scurry to their destinations with no time for pleasures.
Laughing at them you think it must be tiresome.
You absentmindedly direct yourself to your room.
It is dark and unconnected.
Your bed next to you,
You forget it.
Wanting never to remind yourself of sleep
While it is such a beautiful night.
You settle on your chair and wait for nothing.
Vials of red ponder on the tattered shelf.
Shadows fall upon your face
As I open the door.
The moonlight sneaks in.
Your face pale.
Blood rushing to my head.
My face flushed.
Something only you could appreciate.
I float to you and shiver.
Your lips reek of death.
I look to your eyes,
But you say nothing for the time is not right.
When will it ever me?
I walk back to your bed
And position myself ideally.
Here you come.
Your silhouette casts upon me
I will not remember.
There's no other choice.
Breath moistens my neck and touches make me tingle.
You raise your head.
Then I see your face.
Gentle.
Blameless, voiceless and generous.
Pointy teeth gleam toward me
Dripping something.

Jimmy's Arms


Finally alone.
Nothing to say.
I never did have anything worth saying.
Blue-green eyes...
Why must I think of YOU
And remember everything I hate in MYSELF?
You never let down your arms.

Finally I'm lonely
And you can no longer do anything for me.
I just put my shoes on
And find comfort in my precious masochism
Alone
By myself.
You never let down your arms.

If January comes
And she comes
Alone,
By myself,
Then finally this box will be gone
After being dropped,
Then picked up.
After it rained,
And finally dried.
And after it was left,
And then remembered
Once you finally had a use for what's inside.
You never let down your arms.

Could you see me
All those nights I walked
And stood in the rain
With my arms open
Waiting for you,
Crying?
But you'd never know it.
The rain just washed my tears away
Finally landing at my shoes.
You never let down your arms.

Candy coated words.
Finally,
Dirtied kisses.
Beautiful flowers for Valentine's
That just got distracted
And forgotten like the box.
It's not the thought that counts
Anymore.
You never let down your arms.

If there's nothing I can do
Then why am I here?
Did I ask to be?
Tell me,
I forget,
Did you ask?
My shoes didn't walk me here,
But my feet hurt
From my new shoes.
You never let down your arms.

Can you hear my tapping red shoes when I play?
Watch my flying hands, Jimmy.
It's a rush like going down in an elevator
Except without that irritating music.
But eventually after I go up the stairs
And down the rushing elevator
I get sick and tired.
You never let down your arms.

When I was young,
My favorite ride was the merry-go-round.
All it does is turn you around and round.
Sometimes they pushed too fast
And I guess I fell down
I still can't seem to find my balance.
Why must my life be a masquerade?
I never used to like parties...
I guess things change, my dear.
You never let down your arms.

And that party.
That stupid Christmas party!
You remember her name, don't you?
Guess you weren't that messed up.
It seems your twin was the one
Standing in the rain
Holding my hand,
Right next to me.
Waiting.
Hey! What are best friends for?
Funny.
Mine seem to like Jimmy's bed.
You never let down your arms.

And what am I supposed to do?
Sit with my red shoes
And wait for you to call?
...You remember her face but not her number.
And now all you remember is her voice
And her breath,
But nothing she has said.
You never let down your arms.

I can't stay any longer.
I'm being dropped and rained on and forgotten.
And I'm lonely and crying
Finally, this time,
ALONE in the rain.
I'm sick of promises,
And elevators,
And this fair with my merry-go-round
And all that annoying circus music.
"Sorry ma'am. We seem to have lost your safety net."
Maybe you could've caught me.
You never let down your arms...
Guess you were waiting for something else to catch.
You missed me.
Somewhere, there,
In your parade
I mistook the ideas you spoon-fed me.
I guess I mistook the offing of your pants
For the offering of open arms.
I'll just put on my red shoes for playing,
Lay back and show MYSELF another way.
You never let down your arms.

Will you hold my shoes for a moment?
I'll try and remember I left
That box there
With the little red playing shoes on it.
I'll be back in a minute.
I have to go see if he's still out in the rain, waiting.
Oh! There he is.
This time I'll take his hand
And let our arms down.
Funny.
You never let down your arms.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

GF Dark Chocolate Cake with Salted Caramel Cream Cheese Frosting

GF Dark Chocolate Cake
1/2 cup Bob's Red Mill GF Pancake mix
1/2 cup tapioca flour
1/2 cup white rice flour
1 cup cocoa powder, sifted
2 teaspoons xanthan gum
2 1/2 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 1/2 sticks butter at room temperature
3/4 cup (packed) dark brown sugar
1 cup white sugar
4 eggs
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
1 1/2 cups buttermilk (or sub 1 1/2 teaspoon white vinegar with 1 1/2 cups milk*)

*I used a whole large can (1 1/2+ cups) of evaporated milk.

Directions
1.Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Grease a 9x13 inch pan and set aside. If using milk and vinegar, pour milk in cup and add vinegar. Let rest until ready to use.
2.In a medium bowl, sift together the pancake mix, tapioca, and rice flours with the cocoa powder, xanthan gum, baking powder, and baking soda.
3.In a large mixer bowl, cream the butter until light and fluffy. Slowly beat in the brown and white sugars; whip until fluffy. Beat in the eggs one at a time. Add the vanilla. On low speed, alternately combine the buttermilk with the flour mixture. Pour batter into prepared pan. Batter will be loose, like pudding. Let rest for 20-30 minutes and it will thicken. (This is an excellent time to mix the frosting!)
4.Bake in preheated oven for 30 to 35 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted into the center of the cake comes out clean. Cool in pan.

Salted Caramel Cream Cheese Frosting
1 1/2 sticks butter
3/4 cup light brown sugar
1 stick butter, room temp
8 ounces cream cheese
coarse salt, such as himalayan sea salt

Directions:
1.In a sauce pan, melt 1 1/2 sticks butter, sugar and one tablespoon water and let caramelize over high heat, stirring constantly.
2.Remove from the heat and add cream cheese. Whisk until incoorporated. Beat with mixer until smooth. Add remaining 1 stick of butter 1 tablespoon at a time until thoroughly mixed. Let cool at room temperature and spread on cooled cake. Sprinkle coarse salt on top of frosted cake. Refrigerate.

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It fell in the middle a little, but you could shave it down to even it out or frost more heavily in the middle. ;) Or just roll with it like me!

For you non-gluten free folk, perhaps try 1 1/2-2 cups flour. Cake flour would be awesome!

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Unplugged at Norshor, Duluth, Minnesota












Gluten Free Baking Day

I've been perpetually hungry this past week. I also have several days of 5 kids in the house (along with a new kitten, until someone adopts her) which leaves me little time for food preparation. Yesterday, I cleaned the kitchen only to fill it with just about every last dish and utensil I own. I made GF broccoli cheese soup. Two strawberry rhubarb pies; one with fresh strawberries and green rhubarb from my garden and the other with the neighbors red rhubarb and strawberries from out CSA share. THEN I made a gluten free pizza crust topped with turkey pepperoni and sausage, mushrooms, black olives, onions and green pepper. YUMMO! I made two non-GF pizzas for the rest of the fam; one like mine for John and one with just cheese on half (for Victoria) and one with cheese and meats (for Isobelle.) Now the fridge is crammed with GF food to sustain me through the next crazy, kid filled days!

Friday, June 18, 2010

First Cities Gig!

I will be solo-ing it at Acadia Cafe in MSP tonight June 18th at 9:30!

Friday, April 30, 2010

New Song: Skinny White Ass

Skinny White Ass

He gave me his number
And a wink shot bright to my face
Said I could use him anytime
How I pleased

Then he’s holding a tinny
And I’m holding my breath
First time I got rotten
Better find me a cigarette

Cause I want this like mad
Tell myself it goes to my head
Not gonna fall for another too fast
Not another skinny white ass

Clock’s whispering 1 a.m.
Thoughts climb ‘round in our heads
I’m relishing union
While he dreamt of Marianne

This lust I received like a
Swift kick in the teeth
They’ve gone flying rockets
So much for fidelity

Cause he wanted her like mad
Told myself she’ll go right to his head
Not gonna fall for another too fast
Not another skinny white ass

No worries
You’ve got this one, Ace
Now bugger off
No worries, Ace

Now I’m starting to wonder
Lost in his avocado chair
Does this boy get lonely?
Is that why I find myself here?

But he tasted just like sunshine
From that down under land
Seduced all good intentions with
His sweet sunburn hands

Cause I wanted him like mad
Tell myself he goes to my head
So I'm not gonna fall for another so fast
Not another skinny white ass
Skinny white ass

New Song: Nicotine

This song came alive because of the Beaners challenge, writing to a prompt: priorities.

Nicotine


I once met a guy
Up in a winters tree
Couldn’t make time for me
As far as I could see

Cause he had trapped a
Flying ballerina
In his icy bough cause he heard
She’d dance for a fee

But I wondered what if I became that woman somehow?
And I wondered what if I let the woman down?

But is she free if she’s addicted to nicotine?
But is she free is she’s a woman in need?

She waved hi to me
Pleading “Couldn’t you set me free
Cause I’m afraid I’m in danger of
Falling from his tree.”

So I punched the guy in the nose
Can’t believe that she chose
Running from the clutch of
His solid frame

And I wondered what if we knocked him to the ground?
Then I wondered what if we couldn‘t find a way out?

But is she free if she’s addicted to nicotine?
But is she free is she’s a woman in need?

So we ran hand in bloody hand
This broken window now where we stand
But looking in there was only
A reflection of me

Freezing cold, we sisters had ran
Addicted to a man, fast as we could
Then the mouth of our ghost spoke
“Hey, can I bum a smoke?”

How can she be free if she’s addicted to nicotine?
How can she be free is she’s a woman in need?
How can she be free if this is her priority?
How can she be free if she’s addicted to nicotine?

Thursday, March 25, 2010

Did Make Homegrown...!

Sort of did make it into Homegrown afterall... Playing the Homegrown Film Fest Kick Off Party at Hellburgers! We are VERY honored to be asked to play!!! It should be a great time.

ABOUT:
You have two weeks to make a farm fresh homegrown music video from a certified homegrown band song drawn at random from a beautiful top-hat.
Kick-off is April 15th at 8pm at Hell Burgers.

We're on at 9pm!

Homegrown Music VIDEO Festival

Monday, March 22, 2010

Our First Full Length Gig: Beaners





We had an awesome time at Beaners this past Friday night! Here's a few shots from the night.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

3 Libras


So it's taken me a while to jump on the APC bandwagon, as I have resisted. Then I thoughts to meselfs "I love Maynards voice so much, why not give a listen to some of the other stuff that's out there." (Unfortunately, this does not apply to Puscifer, but I love his head bopping interview.)

3 Libras Video
Threw you the obvious and you flew with it on your back,
A name in your recollection
Thrown down among a million same
Difficult not to feel a little bit disappointed,
And passed over
But I look right through
To see you naked but oblivious...
But you don't see me
But I threw you the obvious
Just to see if there was more behind the eyes of a fallen angel
Eyes of a tragedy
Here I am expecting just a little bit too much from the wounded
But I see, see through it all
See through
See you
Cause I threw you the obvious to see what occurs behind the eyes of a fallen angel Eyes of a tragedy oh well
Oh well
Apparently nothing
Apparently nothing at all
You don't see me
You don't see me at all

Friday, February 19, 2010

LIVE Tunes Online



You can check out our live radio (VERY FIRST) performance and interview online. KUMD; Emily Jayne.


Trav, Tyler and I recorded some live versions of three songs we've been working on. Not perfect but thought all you peeps might like to listen. Check 'em out.

Friday, January 29, 2010

2009 Beaners Songwriting Competition

Okay, I know it's old news. So last year. But Christa Lawler (Duluth News Tribune) was at the 2009 Beaners competition and I hear is the wonderful lady who recommended me for the "Ladies We Love" event that happened last night. I did a little searching, and she did a write up about the songwriting competition last year. Here's what she had to say:



Jill Zimmerman, a young musician from St. Paul, won the Singer/Songwriter Competition on Wednesday at Beaner's Central. She was one of two performers to bust out some music on a keyboard, and then performed her second song on guitar. Her style, lyrically, has a sort of stream-of-consciousness to it. She a little poppy, a little folky, really fun.

There were 16 performers, and they played two songs each. They were judged on Lyrics, Melody, Stage Presense and Originality. (I was a judge. My second songwriting competition in a month. So fun. Although I'm an erratic judge with little rhyme or reason to what catches my ear from minute to minute).

Lance Benson was the runner up. He's got a bit of an alt-country folk sound and seemed pretty comfortable on stage. Third place was Emily Jayne of Duluth, who went Tori Amos all over the keyboard. She was fantastic. Totally reminded me of one of my favorite musicians/celebrities/people to follow on Twitter, Amanda Palmer of Dresden Dolls.

The People's Choice Award went to a fine, fine young guitar player, Lucas Ollanketo. It looks like he is from St. Paul-ish area. He brought about three rows of entourage with him to the show and got a lotta love from the audience.

Ladies We Love



The "Ladies We Love" show at Teatro Zuccone was absolutely amazing. All the musicians (yes, there were a few men thrown into the mix) were superb. The stage (sound) was excellent, the audience was involved and the whole vibe from the night was wonderful. Thank you everyone for a wonderful experience: Charity Huot, Rachael Kilgour and Adeline Wright, Sarah Krueger, Sara Softich, Jerree Small, Kathy McTavish, Crystal Pelkey, Travis Crotteau, Tyler Dublah, Matt Mobley & the many various support staff.

Some candid photos.

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Performance Dates

Newsletter forward:
Hello all!

I just wanted to send out an email to let you know of some up coming events. I have been very fortunate to be working with two very talented, generous guys: Travis Crotteau (guitar) and Tyler Dubla (drums.) Some of you may know Travis has been friends with my brother for years. I posted a message on Facebook about wanting to record my newest tunes with a drummer and guitarist and the rest is history! We've put recording on hold for the winter, but wo do have a few shows lined up:


Thursday January 28th
2pm KUMD radio interview and performing 3 songs

8pm "Ladies We Love" performing 3 songs at Teatro Zuccone, Duluth; Featuring Charity Huot, Rachael Kilgour and Adeline Wright, Sarah Krueger, Sara Softich, Jerree Small , Emily Jayne, and Kathy McTavish


Friday March 19th
8pm Beaners Central, Duluth (full set)


Hope to see you soon.

With love,
Emily

Monday, January 25, 2010

Some Progress...

The band has been picking up momentum and I'm trying to hang on. Yip! We're haulting the recording process - just for the time being. The hazard of recording in a garage in northern MN. Can't have the heater running, because it's loud and you don't need that gumming up your tracks. But no worries. I'm totally motivated to get some tracks down!


We've got a couple gigs lined up. Check my FB or MySpace for the dates. We've been asked to do a couple, so that's wonderful. I hope my tunes with the band are well received! It's how I've always envisioned them. I am so fortunate to be working with two very talented, generous men: Travis Crotteau and Tyler Dubla.


Rockin.