It’s been a hot minute since I’ve done a music Monday. But there’s no way I can’t not do one for this guy, who I’m SO EXCITED will be playing at The Emerald Thread on August 7th for our 1st Birthday Celebrash.
So as I’ve grown more and more pregnant, I’ve been limited on how I tend to my commitments. My friend Rachel Grubb, a resident musician and volunteer for The Emerald Thread, is holding down the fort and getting ish done for our gatherings. She is the one that recommended Ricky Kendall play for our August gathering, and booked him for the event. I typically don’t listen to any of the musicians before they play for us, either because they don’t have anything hard/virtual to send me, or because I’d really just rather it be a surprise.
I finally gave Ricky a listen last week, and I was pretty blown away. I listened to his song “Family Tree” first, and of course it got right to the center of me. This guy knows how to write a song.
Ricky is a musician-in-residence for UF Health Shands Arts in Medicine, offering musical therapy to patients. The video below with Jamal is one of the guy’s he’s worked with (it got me in the feels big time). You definitely need to read more about what he does with Shands and their patients here.
Check out his website as well! If you’re in Central North Florida around August 7th, come on over to the Downtown Arts Center in Lake City and catch a free performance by Ricky and some other musicians. I promise, you won’t leave disappointed.
This summer Sharknado-ed me, you guys. But, in this instance, the sharks were neat people and the tornados were new opportunities… and I didn’t want to take a chainsaw to it. Instead, I let myself get pulled in.
Ok, that was ridiculous. But you know what I’m saying. It was just a pretty rad summer. I got to meet so many people, several from all over the country and some right here in Lake City, Fl. I felt like I accomplished more in these past couple of months than I did in entire years past. There were incredibly high moments, and some pretty rough days. But, I feel like all seasons are like that, right? Some having more than the other. But overall, it’s been a season of entertaining fresh dreams, rekindling old ones, and gettin’ sh*t done.
Here’s what happened in a nutshell:
1) Flew to Tulsa, Oklahoma where I was able to meet people I’ve been networking with online for a year, speak and sing one of my original songs, and ALMOST meet Hanson (P.S. That’s the furthest west I’ve been in the United States)
2) Experienced my first facial and cocktails by the pool (thanks to My Aunt Aileen and Uncle Tim)
3) Road Tripped with my best friend one last time before she moves to London in TWO DAYS (we played a game in the car that involved trying to top each other with the worst/best Christian pop songs of the 90’s-00’s)
4) Launched Broad Sauce (which you can now buy if you click on that nifty image to your right)
5) Started The Emerald Thread ( A gathering of stories through music, coffee and conversation)
6) Started writing sporadically for Bedlam Magazine
7) Joined the staff writers at Bedlam Magazine (that was an awesome email to receive amidst the crappiest of weeks, so kudos to Cory and Cassi for timing)
8) Spent an entire day in David and Nina’s minivan with Daniel, traveling 800 miles round trip to pick up an AWESOME Ikea couch for free (It was almost better and more relaxing than vacation)
9) Started transitioning into Paleo eating (NOT because I need to look a certain way, but because everything that’s processed gives me a migraine now)
10) And lastly, have had countless conversations with new and old friends, resorting in healing, better life-awareness and copious amounts of laughter
Oh my gosh, and I bought some new Moleskine notebooks. They were on sale at TJMAXX, and I got a two pack for $6.99. I was the winner of all winners that day.
Ya’ll… I KNOW you remember this song. I’m sure some of you hate it as much as some of you love it and feel all 2005 when you hear it.
I have a necessary relationship with “Bad Day” by Daniel Powter.
2005-2006 was pretty rough for this chick. While 2005 was the year I graduated high school (which to this day was one of the most relieving and liberating days of my life), I also went through some rough transitions. Earlier in that year I was broken up with, which just SUCKED SO BAD at the time. It was the worst! And thinking about it now, I feel silly even bringing it up. But at the time, it was so devastating to me. (You can read all about it in my LiveJournal…. if you can find it).
So “Bad Day” along with Kelly Clarkson’s “Since You’ve Been Gone” got me through most of that. Oh, and Jesus… I guess. Or maybe it’s better put that Jesus allowed those songs to keep me going, since I really wasn’t going to surrender anything to him, even though I claimed that I was a Christian.
I also did a semester at FIU, which I was not excited about at all. So, 2005 was weird, but kind of normal life. Then 2006 happened. I can look back at 2006 and pinpoint what may have been the beginning of the #RealLife Sanctification process.
My family started falling apart at the seams. It was one of those things I think I always knew was going to happen, and it was like a waiting game to see when the shit would finally hit the fan.
It hit, and the fan flung suffering all over us.
An argument turned into chaos on the front yard which pushed me to slam pictures on the terrazzo tile inside because I couldn’t contain my sorrow and rage anymore. My sister disappearing into the dark night as my brother cried in the garage while begging me not to go stay at Jessica’s house.
(It is really hard for me to share those last two sentences, because it forces me to relive them. I’m still forgiving myself for leaving my little brother in that hell).
The rest of that year is still one of the most painful years I’ve ever known (although the past 6 months are really trying to top that). The chaos only kept on coming, to the point where my mom and I never knew if everyone was going to be alive by the next day. People at church treated me and my sister like outsiders. My life was literally falling apart and all I got was a lot of religious platitudes.
(Disclaimer: if we went to church together during this time, please don’t hear that as a condemnation on you or our Church. I was just as guilty of doing to others what ended up happening a little bit to me, so there is no judgement coming from me. We’re all sinners in need of grace).
For the sake of everyone’s dignity, I won’t share much more details of that year. But this song… this song stuck with me. Back when Motorola flip phones were cool, “Bad Day” was my ringtone for everyone. I just wanted to hear it anytime, all the time.
One of the only redeeming moments of 2006 was when I had to spend the day in Downtown Miami to 1) go to court over a parking ticket and 2) visit my dad in a psychiatric ward. So pretty much the two worst things ever. After court, I had time to kill, so I took the Metro Rail to Dadeland mall, and let someone put makeup on me in Macy’s. I don’t even know why I did that, but it made me feel better. I got back on the Metro Rail to go to the hospital, and my phone kept ringing…
Cause you had a bad day You’re taking one down You sing a sad song just to turn it around You say you don’t know You tell me don’t lie You work at a smile and you go for a ride You had a bad day The camera don’t lie You’re coming back down and you really don’t mind You had a bad day You had a bad day
I didn’t answer it. I wanted to keep hearing the song. In that moment, listening to “Bad Day” on the Metro Rail with my face fresh with makeup and strangers all around me, I felt like I was going to make it to 2007. I even started giggling, and said, “how bout you’ve had a bad year,” and giggled some more.
So, it’s 2014, and I’m still alive!
Maybe one day, ya’ll can convince me to talk about my closet ZAO obsession in 10th grade.