Been so busy lately that I haven’t had time for baking. Today, though, we had 6 bananas sighing out of this life in the fruit bowl and a giant bar of chocolate in the cabinet. The brown sugar, long neglected in the wake of record-making, was solidified in a block. No worries. Two hours later, banana bread, clean kitchen, happy family, happy me. Feels good to make something sweet for the people I love. 💙 . . #lovethemapples
Waking up to realize the life you’re living is not the life you dreamed for yourself. . . “What do you do with someone else’s dream? Someone else’s life? Someone’s heart? What do you do say when you’re caught between who you are and who you thought you’d be back in Someone Else’s Dream?” . . #tinytorcheslive #athousandtinytorches #indie #underground #nosamples
Shane Alexander's productions are beautiful. This is one album you'll want to fully experience. While doing pre-production brainstorming for my record this summer, he gave me a sneak preview of this. It's as gorgeous sounding as it looks. It's hitting soundwaves this month. . You should probably buy it - on white vinyl for your record player, or CD if you're old school (records are new school again). You'll be able to stream it, too, but remember what it felt like to look at album art and read the liner notes? . I just got mine. Go to www.shanealexandermusic.com for yours. . And then come back here to tell me you love it. 💙
I'm sorry for the grass that gets trampled when elephants fight, for the fucked up posturing of global superpowers, for the fucked up fear mongering and misplaced blame, for the many people who were loved by the many people who were left, for the immense loss, for the specific losses, for the losses we don't even know we lost. . . I remember the doormen at the elevator that sped beyond the lower floors to the 90-somethingth floor; . walking past cubicles and offices -- all the people -- to my dad's office; . how we swayed with the tower in the wind -- 8 feet in each direction, his assistant had to transfer down because of the sway -- and I wonder now, how long she continued to work there --; . pressing my forehead to the glass to marvel at the cars and tunneled streets and buildings that made the city look like a 3D model of a city, just a toy; . dinner at Windows on the World... it was a marvel to see the earth from there, you could cry... . the Ryder truck, because you never know what random chaos saves your life, and my dad requested a transfer out of the towers... and my dad is still here, still in Florida, I'll probably speak with him today. . Everyone who was on that island or across the river or down the mid-Atlantic, or up in New England has a story of loss or near-miss or survivor guilt, and everyone remembers that morning. . It was such a gorgeous early autumn. . I never know what to say except I am sorry.
Does recording an album in a lovely space make it better? Oh, yes. . . Shane Alexander’s guitars, recorded at Buddhaland Studios, are luscious. . 💙💙💙 . . #athousandtinytorches #tinytorchesrecording
Fell asleep the other night wanting, wanting, wanting. Feel like I’ve been working hard, and I fell asleep hoping that my work will achieve some kind of reward at the end. . . So I needed this reminder today. I am not “wanting” as in “missing something essential.” I am complete — but always, also, unfinished. . . I forgot for a moment that at no point did I — we — come here to stay the same. We came here to grow, change, experience, grapple, learn, evolve. We seek challenges not only for the accomplishment of the task, but for the becoming along the way. Not for the summit view, but to be the person who could climb to it. After all, there’s always another challenge once we get to that vista at the top. . Thank you for the reminder this morning, @lizvining, and for the @thesweatshoppe ride. . . #tinytorchthoughts #meditationmonday
Always loved show posters. What else are you gonna hang on the bathroom walls? Upcoming shows at Club Passim. #musiclife
Sunday sangin’ in the shed. Been ages since I’ve had time for this, but today the recording session is up in Ojai at Jesse Siebenberg’s studio, where he and Shane (producer) are recording baritone guitar, steel, tambourine, and more. Darby’s off teaching, kids are off taking down the patriarchy (one can only hope), so I got some good hours in here to dust off some songs from SOMETHING PRETTY SOMETHING TRUE and chip away at some works in progress. A day off to work? What a gift!
“Dear Ken Scott and The Beatles Band: I’m told cassette recording is the coming thing.” . . Day 30 of tracking for A THOUSAND TINY TORCHES. In the studio today to sing backing vocals for one of the tunes, listen down to Shane’s guitar parts and Mike Mullin’s mandolin, comb through previous tracks, bounce mixes for tomorrow’s work. . Music happens in real time. To see the canvas, you have to listen to microphrases. Every note, every instrument, again, and again. Choose a paint brush, a color. Blue, red, a dab of yellow... reverb, compression, soundwaves bending into new shapes. Music is temporal, takes place in time. A 4 minute song takes hours, days, weeks to craft on an album. . Meanwhile, it’s lunchtime, then dinner, then time to put the kids to bed or go to the office. . I’m glad it’s taking a while. A month ago when I walked into Secret World with a pot of soup and an ice chest of drinks for the band, I wasn’t the person I am now. We’re always becoming, and in the last month, thanks to an amazing tribe who supported the crowdfunding campaign, and thanks to the stellar folks working on this project with me, I’ve come to the midst of the art of record making. . . Tomorrow, Jesse Siebenberg’s gonna lay down some juicy bits. Cannot wait to hear them. . . #tinytorchesrecording #athousandtinytorches
It’s not the spreadsheet. It’s not the website. It’s not the early rising or the late to bed. It’s not the broken string or the flight to book or the hill I’m climbing or tomorrow’s deadline. It’s not the last check or the next one. It’s not the scribbled notes of to dos, or the crossed out dones. . . I knew I showed up on the bike this morning for something more than the sweat. Thanks for the reminder, Liz. Every word landed. . . @thesweatshoppe #yogaoffthemat
It’s been too long since I’ve seen this girl in person, but I’ve still had her songs on high rotation. So great to play the Club Passim Campfire Festival with her over Labor Day weekend. . . Thanks for coming out to my set, and see you in NOLA, Kate Klim!
I don’t care that Thoreau’s mother brought him meals, that he visited the Alcotts and Emersons often, that he only had a half mile to get to civilization. Why should it disappoint us that he wasn’t Chris McCandless? Wasn’t isolated and entirely self-sufficient? I have lived in the woods, not far from Walden, neither more isolated nor more connected than Henry David. What I know from long experience is you don’t have to go very far to find yourself changed by the dappled sun and shadows, the pulse of crickets and bristling wind through the spindly branches of birch, the wonder as you track along ferns in last season’s mulching oak and maple, the slip of your footing on the banks of a lily-laden brook. Of course, sometimes it is far to go. I didn’t realize how much I missed those New England woods. Being in them this weekend I remembered how it takes great strength to do a lot, including these quotidian things: to put on shoes, and pull back my hair, and turn to paved roads, telephone wires, time, and ambitions.
It’s not just performing that I love — honestly, I’m still working my way through some mind chatter about it — but the chance to listen to other songwriters. I could’ve fallen for hours into the music my fellow in-the-rounders shared on the Club Passim stage yesterday. So great to hear you, Melissa Weikart, Washburn & The River, and Carolyn Kendrick!
Day 23 of recording the new album, and Mike Mullins, master of the mandolin, came in to Budddhaland Studios to lay down some 8-string tracks. . . Many years ago, when I was finding the players for my last record, the label owner gave me this advice: hire the players who sound like what you want to sound like in 10 years. Always look forward to the musical artist you’d like to become, and lead with that vision. . . I’m honored to have Mike on this record. He and the other musicians are blowing me away. We call them players, but a lifetime of working at their instruments is behind them. So maybe I should say: When they blow me away what they’re really doing is blowing wind in the sails of the songs, steering them ever toward that vision. I am grateful beyond measure. . . #athousandtinytorches #tinytorchesrecording
Came across this on my phone, from about two weeks ago at Secret World Studios. The songs have been growing up so fast. This little snippet still has the scratch vocals. It’s a baby song. So adorable! 🐣 . . Oh, hi, Shane! 🎵🎥👻Hi, Michael! . . #athousandtinytorches #tinytorchesrecording @michael_gehring