“scared” by the tragically hip. If you make me scared If that’s what you do If I’m unclear can I get out of this thing With me and you If you feel scared or a bit confused I gotta say This sounds a little beyond anything I am used to without revealing too much detail,…

“last kiss” can’t decide what version i like better: wayne cochran’s attempt to make it poplar in the early 1960s….j frank wilson & the cavaliers old fashion twangy cover…or the blues rock version produced by pearl jam in the late 1990s.  there is something about eddie vedder’s rendition though that leaves me overwhelmed after listening to the tune. a song about…

one word: feist. “i feel it all” by feist. she’s cool.  she’s canadian.  and the girl has some stellar style.  not to mention the most harmonious music video ever – running around in the dark, banging on steel barrels, being playful amongst fireworks. it’s my happy tune.  and yes, i dance around to it in the mornings…singing…

this one is a no-brainer. achy breaky heart by billy ray cyrus. don’t break my heart, my achy breaky heart.  oh but billy, you did.  maybe it was the mullet.  maybe it was your tight blue jeans.  maybe it was your checkered shirt with its ripped sleeves.  maybe it was because ‘if i told your heart…

i originally saw this concept in my facebook news feed as a community page.  the rules are simple: 30 days, 30 themes, 30 songs.  i thought this ‘challenge’ would be a good test for me for 3 reasons: 1. it will motivate me to blog more frequently. 2. it will help me re-record that mixed tape that i threw out a…

i read somewhere today: writing is sometimes a way of sorting out what you think.  but if i am honest, in this case, i do not know my own mind. isn’t it funny how a writer often does not know her own mind?  perhaps that is why she writes….

so already i am feeling myself shifting – shifting away from the emotional undoing that was of my inner self over the past 4 years to the formation of a more mature and sound self.  and the shift couldn’t be more welcoming or refreshing. thus, to continue to move with this shift i thought i would share…

 in the midst of working on some updates for the charity back home that i help run not paying attention to the music that i had put on for some background motivation, my concentration broke when the following lines played over my speaker:” i lost my mind long ago down that yellow brick road there…

as harold [crick] took a bite of bavarian sugar cookie, he finally felt as if everything was going to be ok. sometimes, when we lose ourselves in fear and despair, in routine and constancy, in hopelessness and tragedy, we can thank god for bavarian sugar cookies. and, fortunately, when there aren’t any cookies, we can still find reassurance…

I used to write I used to write letters I used to sign my name I used to sleep at night Before the flashing lights settled deep in my brain But by the time we met The times had already changed So I never wrote a letter I never took my true heart I never…