Friday, March 25, 2011

A Breakthrough

For those of you who may or may not know, I play guitar and write music every now and then. I feel like ever since I've worked at my current job, I have been distant from my music. I finally made an effort to sit down with my guitar and play around. I opened my music book that I write in and noticed I haven't written my own thing since 2009! Ugh, to me it was a heartbreaking creativity slump. It was enough frustration to make the music flow and I wrote a song. After that, I went through my music book and started playing things I haven't played in a while.

I actually have quite a few instrumental songs posted to YouTube, but no songs with me singing. There are a couple reasons: not a great voice, people can be harsh sometimes...especially anonymously. However, I mustered up some courage and posted a song to YouTube of me singing one of the first lyrical songs I wrote. Not many people have viewed it yet but I was pleasantly surprised when I received this comment about the song:

Enchris89 has made a comment on A Flood Outdoors:

I really enjoyed your music before, with just the guitar. Now that you started singing, I don't think I could just appreciate your music without your voice. Your voice is amazing. I can't stop listening to this song.


I am smiling.

Friday, March 18, 2011

Thank you, Lusky

Forgot how friggen awesome this song is:

Till now I always got by on my own
I never really cared until I met you
And now it chills me to the bone
How do I get you alone

- Heart - How Do I Get You Alone

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Still Over the Moon

Freaking love these shoes...and now they are mine! I think you are ready for a European Adventure, young ones!

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

From Me

He's different
Yes, he seems to be
But only indifferent to me

He's carefree
And, he ought to be
His touch should mean nothing to me

A fragrant memory
He'll always be
But always far, far away from me

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Sometimes I write Poetry

When a melody refuses to be molded
When it's silent except for the wind
I think about the word in my palm
My finger's do the talking

Again the strings ring dull
It's nothing new
Like a heartbeat slows
Am I losing this?

I see how she stares at him
that's interesting
A rhythm presents itself
A spark

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Portraits by Me

I shot some family portraits for my friend at work and got some amazing shots of my friend's lil' lady. Enjoy!