Safe And Sound

Yep, that's me destroying a guitar. Read about it here.

It's been a challenging week, but I'm trying to keep it together and move forward with strength. I've had several phone calls from Luke, which definitely helped. I anticipate that it will get easier and more difficult, all at once.

Tomorrow, I have a recording session with Billy Bowers in Killeen. Our goal was to get three songs down before I return to California and that's what we're gonna do! We recorded two of them last fall/early winter and then took a break so that Luke and I could finish up our own stuff and do the family thing. I really like the style - very ambient electronica, combining uptempo and downtempo to create a cool musical journey.

I'm visiting some dear friends in Austin next week before heading back to Los Angeles. I need all the wonderful people in my life now more than ever, and am grateful that so many friends have stepped forward to offer their love and support. It's a beautiful thing.

In April, I'm going up to Seattle to work on an album with Scobra. We have a lot of material "in the bank," so we'll refine some of the pre-existing songs and begin work on new stuff, as well. Out of everything, I'm really excited about that. His producing style is as unique as a fingerprint, making him somewhat of a Magic Man in my book. I have so much inside of me that I need to get out - short of Luke coming home, nothing could be better right now than having insanely good beats built for me to unload my heart upon.

Before any of that takes place, though, I need to submit my material to managers. Don't let me forget! I'm so scatterbrained right now and I need to get that done by the end of next week. I'm usually brilliant at multi-tasking, but right now, I find myself jumping from one activity to another without any sort of method to my madness. I did, however, write an appropriately cathartic song today while my car was getting tuned up. It's pretty straight-forward stuff, but it felt good to scribble something down nonetheless. See what you think...

Safe and Sound

There’s a ditch

In the heart

Of the one he left behind.

Saddened eyes

Start to smart

‘Til her vision’s all but blind.

He’s serving like a pawn

In a fucked up game of chess.

She worries ‘til the lines

Mark her face from all the stress.

And the stress...is always there…

An ever-ticking watch,

A shackle she must wear.

And it wears...her down…

Waiting on a soldier

To come home safe and sound.

There’s a knife

In the gut

Of the mate to his sad soul.

So much time

Spent apart

Takes excruciating toll.

They’re counting down the days

‘Til this bullshit’s good and done.

He’s fighting in a war

That he knows can not be won.

And the one...he’ll always love…

Is angry at the world,

Especially the gov.

And it wears...her down…

Waiting on a soldier

To come home safe and sound.

Not everyone who serves

Believes that war is right.

Not everyone in uniform

Joins to join the fight.

A peaceful, loving soldier

Seems a paradox,

But some exist

And will persist

To think outside the box.

And the box...is made of steel…

But his mind has iron strength,

Grasping onto what is real.

And it wears...him down…

But that real thing is waiting

To see him safe and sound.

~written January 22, 2010~