Just a Few Musical Ruminations…



About music mondays, storytime

I have to say, I have really gotten far behind now that I have this full-time job.

Initially, I thought music mondays would be half videos, half recorded music. Obviously the recorded stuff takes a bit longer, what with editing and production and a general attention to detail that live videos don’t require. But lookee here, I’m about 2 months in and still have yet to put up something fully produced (aside from the film score I suppose).

Not that I haven’t been busy. Oh no no, not that at all. Of course, the commute robs me of a lot of my music time. But there was the film score, which was fun! But time consuming. There’s also the up and coming a cappella group, Sweet Caroline, that a couple of the girls from Cape Harmony and a couple of other friends are starting up. We meet every Wednesday plus I have to do arrangements once ever 2 weeks or so. And although I haven’t been writing as much as I’d like to, I spent most of my time on the train mulling over lyric ideas and planning things out. I do have to say though, it is music mondays that keep me practicing. The fact that I haven’t missed one yet really lights a fire under my ass to get something done every week. So even though I’m resorting to posting a song that’s a year old–that I wouldn’t say is necessarily one of my best, although I do have a soft spot for it–I am a little proud of myself for following through. It’s like I’m growing up or something.

Storytime: I got business cards. And I’ve just been keeping them in my pocket, and I was thinking about how it would be nice to have something to carry them around in, so they’re not all over the place. And then it hit me–that was Columbia’s graduation present to our class. Seriously. An engraved business card holder. And at the time, I thought it was absolutely the most pretentious and ridiculous object I’d ever owned. I still do in fact. And that’s why I’m still carrying my business cards around in the pocket of my 3 year old jacket, and probably will forever).

High Tide

About music mondays, storytime

So here’s a story about this song:

I worked at this restaurant the summer of 2010 on Cape Cod that sold a lot of lobsters. We had a lobster tank right when you walked in the door that drew lots of tourists in. We sold 1.5 and 3 pound lobster dinners, but one day when I walked into work there was a NINETEEN pounder. So huge that they had to duct tape his claws shut since they didn’t have rubber bands that big. We called him Duct Tape Charlie. Do you know how old a 19 pound lobster is? About 90. Homeboy saw submarine warfare for chrissake.

Anyway, the owner decided we weren’t going to sell him, that we’d set him back free in the ocean, but we’d keep him for the tourists for a couple weeks. Well, it was too late for Charlie. He died in the tank, of course.

I found this out while I was visiting my brother on Nantucket. I got a phone call from a co-worker after a couple drinks, and I just totally lost it. I do frequently get beer tears, but this was a bad one. My very accommodating brother tried to talk me down, saying that this anxiety was coming from the fact that I had just graduated from college, and I was about to move home after the best summer of my life and I had no real life trajectory–all of which was true. Of course I retaliated with, “Don’t say it’s not about the lobster. It IS about the lobster!!!!”

Anyway. Part hilarious, part horrible. Sounds pretty regular. Just figured I’d share. Charlie makes an appearance in this song, since he had a surprisingly large effect on my life for a lobster.