Siren Song

Love this song that a new friend lead me to. The toms at the end are rockin. Check it out guys:

Duluth Goes Raw: Un-cooking with Local Ingredients

Teaching a raw food class on Thursday night! Sign up if you wanna check it out!

Duluth Goes Raw: Un-cooking with Local Ingredients
Instructor: Emily White
If you’re joining us for our Locovore Challenge (and even if you’re not), this class will give you some exciting local recipes to try…and they’re all raw! In this class we will make Living Chili, Crispy Salad with Raw Corn Chips, Basic Greens Juice, and Crepes with Maple Apple Filling. Vegan and Gluten-Free.

Thursday, September 3, 6:00 – 8:00 pm

The Art of Natalia Pierandrei

Wow. I've recently found artist Natalia Pierandrei. She's absolutely amazing! What an inspiration - working in markers, which is no easy task if you've ever tried. ;) Take a few to check out her works.

New Song: The Umbrella Waltz

The Umbrella Waltz

Say missy, you’ve got a bit of sunshine
He left in your eyes
If I’m not mistaken
It’s a glare I too well recognize

I was feeling like princess Diana
Laying there in his arms
But I brought my waltzing umbrella
To shade all the princes charms

I thought all boys were made of sunshine
Built to wash away all the rain
Keeping me dry so that I could put my umbrella away
The storm clouds are rolling over
Where’s the mermaids tail
When the rain washes her heart away?

I invited him just for one night
How could I expect him understand
How I wear my heart
Like a caged bird in my hand?

I watched as he rushed through my door frame
Leaving me this phenomenon
Empty hands and swiss-made shoes
Cause our waltzing days are gone

I thought this boy was made of sunshine
Built to wash away all the rain
Keeping me dry so that I could put my umbrella away
His storm clouds are rolling over
Where’s my mermaids tail
When the rain washes his heart away?

I keep hiding like this, swimming downstream
Going under, fighting to breathe

So I can take this matter into my own hands
Lucky me - cause I have two!
So tell me, Mr. Cool Cat
Which hand do I use?

I thought you, boy, were made of sunshine
Built to wash away all the rain
Keeping me dry so that I could put my umbrella away
Your storm clouds are rolling over
Where’s my mermaids tail
When the rain washes my heart away?

On The Hunt

1. I almost have a CD's worth of songs.
2. I'm not sure how I'll record them - I'd like to have a full band.
3. My current website has been up far too long, and I ripped it off anyway, so time for a new one.
4. Looking for a vibe to go with the new music/website. Came across a site where you can have your design printed on fabric at Spoonflower.com
5. Coolness.

More Company with Pages

I've been reading Cathy's Book and Cathy's Key by Stewart/Weisman/Brigg. Kinda neat with all the illustrations on the pages. From an artistic point of view, I enjoyed it. Also just finished William Kent Krueger's latest The Devils Bed. I like Cork O'Conner, but the new character was pretty likable too! A few months ago I read the Twilight series in about 3 days. I enjoyed them too. It was nice to have a quick read (for an adult anyhow) with characters I found myself caring about...

Wild Ponies

This is a rough draft of my new tune Wild Ponies (oh, and I should say that there was a little influence from Tori Amos "Fast Horse" but I tried to not rip it off completely - the tunes are completely different. :)

Climbing on the breeze she could taste it perfectly
A buttercup drowning by the stream
Never get it right with those muddy feet confined
Lost in the tide of a shallow dream

Lost and running in streams of green
Wearing shades of palomino coloring
Beat her down and run this one free
Tied off from your mental shackling

You’ve caught yourself some wild ponies darling
You’re lost in your jeremiad
You’ve caught yourself some wild ponies darling
You rope them in your purgatory

Hope you can ride and hang on tight
Cause her skin is crawling from the inside
Bear the load of your wet feet
Suckling your damned insecurity

You’ve caught yourself some wild ponies darling
You’re lost in your jeremiad
You’ve caught yourself some wild ponies darling
You rope them in your purgatory

Why can't these feet carry her faster?

Control of body can’t control the mind
Now she’s ready this time to cross your line
Better get on your phone and call this one back to you
Pure antidote for your hold

You’ve caught yourself some wild ponies darling
But you’re lost in your jeremiad
You’ve caught yourself some wild ponies darling
Lost in your purgatory