I decided to go about learning from him in a rather strange way. Before I piped his songwriting into a pair of headphones, I listened to as many of his interviews as I could. I got sucked into an epic informational vortex...
Today’s question is “What do you do to get into your creative zone?” Submitted by Lars Carl Schmid in Switzerland 🇨🇭
You know, that person with a perpetual obsession about a new "thing" or project? I'm one of those entrepreneurs. I've never had a full-time job as a traditional employee. Successfully too! At this point, I'm pretty proud of that badge of honor…
4 Helpful tips for navigating social situations when you don’t want to discuss certain topics with certain people
Today’s question is “What advice do you have to keep the momentum even when there isn’t an actual deadline?”
Stage fright. When it’s bad, it’s really bad. Here are 6 tips to help overcome your fear of the stage.
Our answers and stellar discussion in this little online hangout reminded me about the importance of your “About Me”. Sometimes, this comes in the form of a page on your website or an introduction at a networking conference. It also comes in the form of answering the following question when you’re at a dinner party when someone inevitably asks…
Stage fright, you guys. When it’s bad, it’s really bad. After years of performing on various stages, under different levels of pressure and standards of perfection, in front of a range of audience numbers, and filled with various types of people, I know this...
I abandoned accepting regular monthly payments from my music students. I had all of them sending me a medium-sized check once each month for my tuition payment plan. Super simple concept, right?
Well, not really. There was a lot of emailing, texting and calling about scheduling and collecting payment. It seemed like I had a part-time job as bill collector. Yuck.
As teachers, we ask our students to practice (hopefully daily) so the notion of external and internal motivators should be a familiar concept to you. But, just in case, here’s a refresher…
This hipster shot of a previously enjoyed mocha of mine exists to tell you that the other day I broke my caffeination fast with a soy latte. I cut caffeine out about 4 weeks ago because I started noticing my essential tremor in MY OTHER HAND. 😳 It's not very noticeable. But *I* notice. I notice very much. The degenerative nature of my neurology is breathing down my neck. and officially down both shoulders.
Every day for 14 days, the Western Washington University's performing arts building is soaked in Brahms, Bach, Tchaikovsky, and more. There are more kids than practice rooms. and the music and rehearsal schedule is so rigorous that every nook and cranny of the building is utilized to its full capacity... Including this loading dock I stumbled upon while on a coffee break, which @lecalethica has boldly claimed for her practice space. Just imagine harp wafting through the sky and down onto the Puget Sound... 😍
I mean, yes, there are always great reasons to not do anything, but when it comes to making the birth of this weekly show as big a deal as possible, I'll gladly crank it hard to the right and yell, "Why The HELL Not?!" Part of this leads me to something which I'm floored to announce...
On August 16th, a podcast shall be born! and we shall call it, Bare Naked Bravery!
It all feels bigger than anything I can handle on my own... If you want to join us in making this little podcast it's very best, I'm collecting applications to join the launch team!
This is a hard blog post to write. I've been feeling really rough lately.
At first, I thought it was my incessant "artist struggle" to get bills paid and pour myself out for all to see. I thought maybe it's that gosh-darned low grade depression which follows me around from time to time... (It very well might be.)
But as the gloom presses down upon me further and further, my detective-brain hunts furiously to get to the bottom of it. Perhaps it's just the continued life changes I've endured over the last 5 years? Perhaps too much proverbial shit has hit the fan for me? Perhaps I'm just too worn down to smile like I used to?
This may not be what the sky looks like tonight (it's from a couple nights ago) but it's how I fee right now. As a sophomore in college I spent over a semester living in Ankara, Turkey...
This week last year I was gleefully holed up in the Columbia City Theater with a handful of musician friends recording a certain album, *cough cough* MY album.
Yes, it's been a year. Although time has certainly flown, this day could not have gotten here any slower. Every step of the way has felt like molasses rolling down the sidewalk.
- I have an editor. (Hi Lisa!)
- She read her first draft, (my 8th draft) of a book I wrote.
- I still have a lot of slicing, dicing, and revisions left to complete.
If I was wearing three layers of socks, each of those statements would blow all three layers off. I am absolutely flabbergasted that I've gotten this far, especially during this month in particular.
In the lulls between songwriting, album-making, and concert performing, I've been slowly working on writing a book. Let me tell you, it's been a SLOW, slow, slow slog. This morning I woke up *really* discouraged.
I returned home yesterday afternoon from a gorgeous 10-day Artist Residency on Orcas Island, WA.
It was sooooo needed.