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Buddha Bush reminding us….somewhere on Fawcett.

I always imagine Music as a woman of indiscernible age.  She is as fluid as the waters run wet.  Her robe writhes with emotion, as it changes color based on the message….the message being the song.  Red, anger; Green, envy; Grey, sadness; Black, void, one could go on and on regarding color-emotion pairings (isn’t there a movie or a study about this?).

She speaks to me.  She speaks to us all.  I feel as if she’s spoken to me since the womb.

Music is the Answer

The Great Equalizer

Ole Reliable 

Consistency 

Truth comes from her.  She dances in the minds of many, demanding control of fingers, eyes, legs, hands, arms.  I am nothing more than a conduit.  Man-made Instruments, I cannot play.  I was never of the socio-economic class to afford such a things in grade school.  I have a voice.  I have ears.  I have feet.  I move.  I dance.  I sing.

A thought lingered in my mind, as I pedaled to work, “how many times has music reveled the truth to me?”  I couldn’t count how many times, as I was also concentrating on avoiding cars and busses flying aimlessly my way.  One track caught my mind –

Jaidene Veda – The One:

I djed in my earlier days in Destiny.  I was coupled then. Things were different.  Though, whenever I djed around town, I’d mix in The One.  You were never the one….you were never the one.  

This track I loved (and still love)  to the depths of my heart, but I couldn’t figure out why. Why would a song nonchalantly be telling me that “this person” is not the one and never was to begin with?  What a horrible, horrible thing to produce, to make, to mix….wait….

Listen. Listen. Listen.

He wasn’t the one.  He never was.  It was as if the song pulled back layers and layers of false securities and false hopes.  It was if the song was saying to me, “You in danger girl….” (Ghost).  It was so lodged in my brain, I would sing the chorus around the house, while cooking or doing dishes and he would be none-the-wiser.  Music was trying to tell me something.  Music was trying to save me.

Fast foward, slow moving….if nothing else I’m consistent.

Music surrounds me.  She’s at my office, hiding under my desk, humming a tune from 94.
She’s at home, filling up shelving space while providing soundscapes and lessons from various genres and kingdoms. She’s outside, with the window rolled down, as her booming voice rattles the stemware in your cabinets. She’s the pillow you press your face into when you cry yourself to sleep at night. She is the only one that cares about you.  Listen and Understand. 

Check In:
Spending Diet is good to go.  Unnecessary spending is the worse, but I finally figured out my dilemma.  Identify the things that you absolutely don’t need.   It’s a start.  I’m finally ready  for the yacht party in The Emerald City this weekend.  I have been away from a “bustling” city  and “bustling” people for too long, I forget how it feels.  There is a certain level of lethargy here in Destiny, that I need to shake off.   Like Bobby Brown says, “I gotta get away….”

…so this blog has been quiet for a bit. I’ve been quite occupied with creating a video for a contest hosted by the Tacoma Farmers Market. It’s been a doozy being unemployed since April, but a close friend and former-colleague so eloquently pointed out, “Dood, it’s only been 4 months, it’s not that bad and you are using this time to work on personal projects and fine-tuning your skills.” After going over this in my head a few times, I thought, “Hey, she’s right.”

I’ve been visiting the Tacoma Farmers Market every Thursday morning for the past month now, collecting footage, buying produce, hanging out and enjoying some live music :). This is my examination of the market and my love for locally grown foods. In this piece, I show some sites of Tacoma, my herb garden and a few of the recipes I’ve posted to the Cuttingkeyboard Blog. The video runs about 4:04. Please Enjoy!

My work…as it were…

February 2, 2010

Amongst many other things, I create video content for the organization where I spend a great deal of time. I love it. Being able to translate theory, ideas and philosophy into a visual experience is, well a nice gift to have. I know that I have much much much more to learn, but I’m on a path. I’m thankful my degree in Communications has awakened something in me; to do video pieces that have a social message. Below, here is a snippet of a piece I did for our Director General—Remarks on the wake of the earthquake that left Haiti a broken country…over a week ago.

By The Power of Greyskull

December 23, 2008

….and because I posted the She-Ra intro the other day (ladies first), I thought it was no more than right than to throw up He-Man. Remember the He-Man series that Cartoon Network ran some years ago? It was a darker He-Man…the story line was way more edgier…..Though I still think that the cartoons of the 80’s were the clique.

I’ve been stuck on Blue Six lately. Their first album Beautiful Tomorrow, blew me away, but Aquarian Angel…well, let’s just say this album has barely left my player. I have a habit of buying new releases a year or two later. I guess I wasn’t ready for it then….but I’m so ready for it now. This song in particular has a Zero 7 feel to it mixed with Om’s Naked Music. I love it….it actually brought a slight tear to my eye last night and I’ve listened to it a gazillion times since purchasing it last week. I dig the video for it…and I dig this song. It’s not so much Song of the Day, but song of present time, week, month, and year perhaps. *High price of freedom……* Enjoy!