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Tuesday, April 14, 2009

My First Interview with Freedom One Radio

So I spent a bit of morning chatting with Jared Skye of FreedomOneRadio.org. It's my first interview as a musician. I'm very excited. Jared was great. I've known him casually for a few years now, from back when we both would play at Beaner's Central in Duluth. The questions were nothing weird, and other than being a titch nervous, I am very pleased with the end result.


You can listen to the interview at FreedomOneRadio.org Thursday, April 16th, 8:00 pm, or any listen any other time of course!


Thanks again to Jared. You rock!

Monday, November 10, 2008

Saturday, August 30, 2008

The Blue Room


I recently learned of an fellow Alumni who took a terrible path. Read the article. I was inspired to dive deep into a place I didn't necessarily want to go. This news affected me strongly, not only as a victim but now as a mother. Out came this song.













The Blue Room
Listen my little one
You’ve seen through a rosey calm
Where are these monsters from?
Their mothers upside down

And I hate and I hate breadcrumbs left in the cold
And I hate and I hate plucking of a red rose
Where you can go

Wearing these pantyhose
What are they running from?
They know he’s an angels face
With a devils gun

And they hate and they hate bloomers lost in the snow
And they hate and they hate icicles in birthday clothes
Now you can go

How could I get lost on a blue day?
How long til I get these feet underneath me?
Hold tight while I scream “hope that I bleed”
Inside I wouldn’t mind if I died in the blue room

Inside your Blue Room
Under a blood red moon
You want my union
Lost in a scream from a silent coup

And I hate and I hate when the lights are out
And I hate and I hate when you push me down
You can go

How could I get lost on a blue day?
How long til I get these feet underneath me?
Hold tight while I scream “hope that I bleed”
Inside I wouldn’t mind if you died in the blue room