Journal Ramblings...

This record I've been working on will be out the first of the year. It will be 10 songs, all original. I'm very excited considering I was planning to do a 5 song EP, but instead more kept coming out. And I'm not done yet...

There is light at the end of this 13-month tunnel.

I'm drinking red wine, it's 12:27am (the beginning of my creative hours these days) and I'm hunched over my keyboard writing to you. Whoever YOU are. I don't know you and yet I feel like I know you. Thanks for reading my ramblings by the way.

Some crazy life stuff has been going on.

I had an awesome concert last week. I performed eight of my originals on piano with my cellist and guitarist in LA. Wow! I had the worst cough and cold, but somehow got through it and was told it was my best performance yet. Crazy how when you get out of the way, something else steps in. And thank God for that!

I have a friend in a coma in the hospital. I went to visit him the other day. I sang to him. Earlier in the year he took me to see Jill Scott and we had a wonderful time. I sang little bits of one of her songs, as well as some Stevie Wonder in hopes I would get a response. It's the only thing I knew to do, that and talk to him about what's been going on in my life. I could feel that he heard everything.

Life is so precious isn't it?

I'm recording drums next week on four of my songs in Studio City. Very happy about that!

Been working on a song idea that I'm having a hard time finding the words for. It's about love and anger, yep that just keeps coming up. Have you ever had people in your life that you really have some important things to say to, especially ones you've loved from your past, but finding the words after so much time is not only difficult, it seems pointless and ridiculous. That's where I'm at... trying to find the words to crack the heart.

And I just realized, it's 33 minutes into September 11th.

Five years ago today, I was at ground zero singing a song I wrote for the NY Fire Department. That evening I watched the lights symbolizing the twin tours shoot up towards the heavens for what seemed like hours, before I fell asleep on my friend's 26th story couch overlooking the demolished site. I have chills just thinking about it.

Again, life is so precious!