It won’t make it better, but I want to make sure

24 03 2011

Lucero performs “Hold Me Close”

As hard as it is for me to definitively say “this is my favorite song” by any band, Lucero is by far the hardest. But whenever I listen to this song, I think this absolutely has to be it. Because I am the lamest fan girl that has ever existed, I know all sorts of secrets about this song. I have several versions of this song, but my favorite is the one from a Cory Branan and Ben Nichols bootleg. The addition of Cory’s vocals and guitar takes this from a song I love, to a song that breaks my heart in zero seconds flat. I would give up a kidney to see these two on stage together.

I like a lot of the versions of their songs they do together, but this one just stands out. It’s such a tender song which is something both Cory and Ben excel at, even though they’re both heartbreakers. I can’t really explain it, this is just one of those songs for me. The first time I saw Shotgun Stories I drove myself nuts looking for the instrumental version they use in the film.

I’ve had a lot on my mind lately, and J-Bear sent me the link to the video above (as well as and awesome piece of art in the mail. The boy is too good for this world) and it hit me so hard. All of my fears and my doubts. I’m old enough to know better than to try and drink them all away, but I do other things that I know won’t make it better, but I want to make sure. Maybe I’ve finally found my meaning for this song. I just hope I can make things right.


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The one that I love best

21 10 2010

As I mentioned in the post about removing my underwear, this week has been awful. I am sick of talking about it. I am more sick of living it. I’m trying to focus on the positives, but even those are turning negative before my eyes.

In an attempt to save some money, I reconfigured my phone service. In doing so, I dropped my $5/month visual voicemail for regular old voicemail. I never check it anyway. Seriously. Do not leave me voicemail.

Well, now I can’t delete the icon unless I check it. Balls. So I checked a good three months worth of voicemails. Box was full. I have some voicemails I have saved for various reasons…most being that they amuse me. Some because they’re sweet. More than one of them are from Space Cowboy.

Hearing his voice nearly stopped my heart. I have stopped talking about him, but I sure as hell haven’t stopped thinking about him. Every damn day. I miss him so much and of course I worry. The facebook updates are few and far between, but they’re all I have and I treasure them.

I’ve been working on a mixtape since before he deployed and…it’s so hard. Trying to find the right songs and sentiments without making it one of those cds you want to slit your wrists to. I don’t want to make him homesick or more miserable. I just want him to know I miss him and I love him. Why is that so hard?

 


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We’re all the same. We’re all sometimes lame.

14 09 2010

I wanted to share a message I got from my friend Charlie 2 the other day because he kind of described how I feel and why I won’t write (here) about my experiences with musicians anymore. And the kicker, for me, is what Tim Barry said to him. It really makes me feel good knowing that if nothing or no one else understand, they do.

okay, so last night Tim & Josh were playing and the guy from the Enablers (Rob Coe) all played at Surfside 7. I wasn’t even going to say hello, just because their tour manager Tim Shaw was such a prick to me at the show and when he called me @ 4am after the show. i was being self-conscious, because i worked hard to bring them in and have a good show and then that dude treated me like crap. in line for the bathroom Josh recognized me and was like “Covington, KY… right?” so we started talking and he said that He & Tim spoke about that show (at Molly’s) last week. that got me wondering so i walked up to Tim and he said “Charlie*?” which floored me… he said how they loved that show and it was the best one of that entire tour (maybe he was just being nice). so then i opened up and told him how Tim Shaw had threatened me and called me at 4am after the show, and been a prick. I also told him that his new song that says “Tim Shaw sucks” gives me a little added joy. and that i was always a little bummed after that show because I wondered if they were displeased with it. Tim gave me a huge hug and told me that if all promoters were like me, he would never use contracts or worry about shows at all. he even said, “I know your a little embarrassed about being a fan, but guys like you make touring easy.” seriously made me almost shed a tear, but i didn’t… thank god! he told me he already broke off from Tim Shaw and he wasn’t going to work with him again due to how badly he treats people.

This is what it’s about. It’s not about bragging rights and it’s certainly not about fucking. Not in Charlie 2′s case or mine, thankyouverymuch. What it’s about is hanging out with your heroes and making memories. When my kids are growing up listening to these bands, I can tell them these stories. I’m just trying to write my history and forge my path. This is my passion. This is my love. If you want to call me a groupie, fine. It’s clear that you don’t understand anything about me or my lifestyle and I accept that. And I pity you for not wanting the same things. My life is seriously awesome.

So yes, as I explained to Jon Snodgrass, I feel like the lamest fan girl in the world. But I can’t miss the opportunity to tell someone how much their music moves me. Don’t you wish someone felt that way about anything you did in your life?


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I fell in love again. All things go, all things go. Drove to Chicago. All things know, all things know.

26 08 2010

I am exhausted. I am a rockstar.

The latest I’ve gotten to work this week is today, at 7:30am. The earliest I’ve left is 5:30. I have busted my ass so I could get out early today and head up to Chicago for what is promising to be an awesome weekend.

Tuesday night, after waking up at 5am and working 6:30 – 5:30, I headed down to The Comet for a few rounds of their homemade ginger ale and Jameson, and a little band called Glossary. The show wasn’t due to start until 10:00. I was pretty sure I may end up dead before then, but godamnnit…if Glossary is in town, I’m there. I love that band. The passion they have for what they do and the gratitude they have for their fans is nearly unrivaled.

MFEO met the Manfred (Scotsman) and I for a drink, then BNB showed up. We had a great time just shooting the shit and hanging out. A local band opened, Magnolia Mountain. They’re pretty good. Their lap steel player dude looks like Captain Barbossa from Pirates of the Caribbean.

I assure you the resemblance is much stronger in person.

Glossary came on a little after 11:00. I have been drinking whiskey for about three hours at this point and I’ve been up for about 18 hours. The next hour and some change was one of the best shows I’ve ever been too. At one point I counted 15 people in the room. They played like there were 15,000. It was so good and they are so amazing. I literally get goosebumps listening to them sometimes. The steel pedal part on Sweet Forever…just THINKING about it gives me goosebumps.

After the show, we chatted up Kelly for a bit and she thanked us for coming out. I made the boyfriend snatch the tour poster off the wall and he bought one of Joey’s solo tour. We headed out and Todd was outside. Now, I don’t know if he actually remembered me, or just thought he should, but either way he hugged me and again, thanked us for coming out. It’s the nights like this that make me so sure of my life and what I want to do with it. I’ll get there someday.

In the meantime, in a few hours I will be in Chicago with Wifey and…a surprise guest! Woodership Down is joining us as of last night. There are TWO Cory/Drag shows in Chicago this weekend. I am so excited. I will miss my Manfred very, very much. I will miss Chi, too. But, I get two nights of Cory Branan, Jon Snodgrass and friends. I am in heaven. I can assure you, there will be so many stories coming. Stories of debauchery, great friends and good music. And pizza. Get ready Giordano’s…mama’s coming.


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I love you so much, anyway.

24 08 2010

Because I love you a lot, go here.


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Oh. Hey. You’re still here?

17 08 2010

So I haven’t forgotten about you. Nothing unusually epic has happened. You’re still checking in. I’m just lazy. There is both a lack of and abundance of things to write about. Funny, sad, incredible. I just have no desire to put my fingers to the keyboard and share them with you. It’s not that I don’t love you, I just can’t focus. I have approximately 283, 398,323 things happening at any given moment. I’m tired.

Nothing too crazy has happened since we got back. My dog pooped in a store. My mom tried to sell one of the Scotsman’s cars to a guy who had his car stolen by a hooker, and no money to buy a new car. Ok, that one happened today and I still have no words other than the ones previously stated.

Space Cowboy was home and I went to visit. It was so good to see him. We didn’t really have any time to sit and TALK talk, but it was great nonetheless. He called me today and it made my day. I miss him. I miss our weekly chats. I miss him telling me what to put on the Netflix queue. I just miss knowing I can pick up the phone and call him and bullshit for 45 minutes. But, as evidenced by this year, time flies. He’ll be back here before I have a chance to really miss him. Right?

I got a new tattoo. Last Friday. $13 tattoos for the 13th. I got a little black cat face. The top layer is coming off today. It’s gross. I hate tattoo boogers. I can tell it’s already going to need a touch up. Maybe over Labor Daybor. That’s when Chi gets here!

Before that though, I head to her fair city with Wifey for a long weekend. We’re going to see Cory Branan and Jon Snodgrass. Excited does not even begin to cover it. Chi won’t be there, but is kind enough to let us borrow her apartment for the weekend. She comes down here a few days later for another long weekend and Riverfest.

September is relatively quiet. Then in October it’s off to Detroit, New Orleans and the first weekend in November I’ll be in Atlanta visiting Miss Jami of Date Wrecks Fame. I am so lucky to have so many great friends scattered around for me to visit. The fact that I’m hitting up New Orleans again this year…heaven. Halloween in the Big Easy with my boo, Nola and Savannah. I have already started putting my costume together.

My inspiration:

It’s going to be the most bad ass Halloween EVER.

Of course, with all my travels I will be missing my man friend very much. Things aren’t going well for Mama, so he’s stuck at home. He’s doing really well, though. I’m proud of him. He shoulders his burden well. I just wish he didn’t have to at all.

Ugh, if people were forced to get tattoos in places you could see them healing in full, gory detail…they would get inked less. I promise you that. Says the girl with 25% of her body covered…

Well, for a little update and thanks for hanging in with me note, this got kind of long. Maybe I’m back? Don’t hold your breath.


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Sleep well

15 07 2010

Ack! Ya’ll I was going to try and write about the trip today, but then I discovered the Suburban Home Records Mix Tape Voume 5 was available for download and…well…you know me. I can’t say enough good things about Suburban Home and Virgil. I left a comment on the instructions for how to get Volume 4…I never received mine…and he IMMEDIATELY emailed me. This is why they continue to get my money, love and support. Amazing.

Anyway, I’m sure Virgil will be happy to know that I have changed my opinion of Micha Schnabel. Somewhat. I can see what he was talking about in the song Postcards and Apologies. Two Cow Garage – Postcards and Apologies It’s incredible. The I Can Lick Any Sonofabitch In The House cover is a tiny bit better in my opinion, but I’m biased. I freaking love that band. I Can Lick Any Sonofabitch In The House – Postcards and Apologies (Two Cow Garage)

The song that nearly killed me today though…my old friend, Austin Lucas. I remember the first time I saw him, it was Fall 2008 in Louisville. I watched him walk through the crowd and thought “Who the fuck is the punk rock kid?” and then he got up on stage. And then he opened his mouth. The most beautiful voice I have heard on a man since my beloved Jeff Buckley came out. I was in shock. I was in love. If ever there was a song that defined why I love an artist, this is it. Austin Lucas – Sleep Well (Demo) If that’s the demo…although I have to admit, I like Austin in demo form best. Raw, un-produced. I have a demo version of Go West and it is far superior to the studio cut. I’m a purist, what can I say?

I think it has to be some sort of inside joke at this point, but Jr. Juggernaut’s Another Two Weeks makes an appearance yet again. I have no complaints, I catch myself humming this song all the time, probably because it’s on damn near every Suburban Home Mix EVER PRODUCED. I’m not complaining, just making a point. Jr. Juggernaut – Another Two Weeks

The song I am most excited about that I haven’t listened to yet…yes I am writing this AS I listen to the mix…I’m on a  tight schedule ya’ll…I have Tom Petty and Drive-by Truckers tonight! Anyway, as I was saying, song I can’t wait to get to? Lucky Old Sun – Back In Style I mean, any band that includes Ben Nichols in their line up has to be great, right? That’s what I thought.

Going back to I Can Lick Any Sonofabitch In The House for a moment, Micahel Dean Damron’s cover of Townes Van Zandt’s Waiting to Die gave me chills. Michael Dean Damron – Waiting Around To Die (Townes Van Zandt)

The last one I’m going to talk about (right now) is Trampled By Turtles – Wait So Long I love this. Simple as that. It’s perfect. Oh and I lied. As I was writing that I came up on Jeff Rowe – Kate and it made me think of my baby sister.

This may be the best mix they’ve put together yet, and that is really saying something. They’ve all been fantastic, although I can’t speak for Volume 4 yet, but it’s based around Austin Lucas…so it has to be great, right? Exactly. Enjoy the music, friends! I will share stories of Southern Debauchery soon. Seriously. Go distract yourself with these beautiful songs in the meantime.


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Put your right hand on my heart

22 06 2010

I need a new car. I’ve almost been hit (one time it was sort of my fault but mostly it was the guy being an asshole) three times in the past 24 hours. I don’t know if my car is too little, the color blends in with the rainy weather or what. But I am scared. The woman that almost merged into me this morning was putting on her mascara instead of looking to see if there was anyone in the left lane. Fucking Ohio drivers. Read the rest of this entry »


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Musings and road trips

10 06 2010

A small change of plans… Read the rest of this entry »


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Happiness can be yours if you want it to. Because family is just another word for the ones you love. So open up your arms honey, let me give you some.

16 02 2010

Ok ya’ll. I am sick, I had my ass handed to me today by this thing we call life and I just did a shot of whiskey. It’s now or never. Let’s do this. Read the rest of this entry »


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