This weekend was a blast. On Friday, I went to a goodbye party for a dear friend of mine and watched this movie I'd never heard of called, "The Midnight Meat Train" and let's just say it ain't beef they're talking about. On Saturday, I went to the beach with Brian, got some much needed relaxation and then watched "Halloween 2". Now why did do that? Seriously, why do I always say I don't watch scary movies and then turn around and see one? It really didn't affect me until I woke up in the middle of the night to a dark and silent house. I kept the tv on until 4am and it was all because my mind was vivid with images of Michael Myers...lmao. I think what scares me most is when it's a real person who is the killer. As soon as we got out of the movie I told Brian we should look into getting some form of protection. I figure if some crazy dude's coming for you and you have a shotgun, there's nothing to fear, right? Unless you're dealing with some supernatural being but I won't go into that. Anyhow, so on Sunday evening, I went to this stand-up comedy show that my good friend, Rosa, performed in and had soo much fun. She cracked me up and her skit touched upon some funny and interesting subjects. I think one of my favorite lines was when she said something like, "Yeah, so I'm in college getting my degree so I can become unemployed." I was dying! It really sucks that it's like that when you get out of college - and probably more so now than ever due to the recession. There were two other comics that I really enjoyed - this lady who sold funeral plots and a special guest comic who was a British black woman. They both had me in tears. After the show, we hung out at a bar and when I went home besides feeling a little lurky, I felt happy - the laughter, the good friends, the conversation and fun were the perfect touches to an already awesome set of three nights and two days.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
My brother asked me this the other day. What is the most important thing to me in life? It's weird because there is so much I desire to do. So many places I want to be and see. So many songs and performances...So many stories I want to write. But in reality, if I had to chose between those things and my family --there'd be no choice. After a couple of days of going through this in my head - thinking about if making cds, touring the world and being a best-selling author, winning awards - was truly what was important to me, I came to the conclusion that when I'm with my family- the feeling I have is just as great as performing on stage or acting in class. I'm not saying these things aren't fulfilling because they can be at times. It's just that this past Christmas was the best Christmas I've had in a long time - because I spent it with my family and we hadn't all been together for a long time. Seeing my mom and my brother at holidays and planning to meet up in exotic locales or even just Montana is how I'd like to spend my days. On that list of New Year's resolutions, I'll start with how much time I want to spend with them and everything else will follow. It's so weird because you have to keep jamming these thoughts into your head, especially when you're working hard at work or dwelling on how much money you don't have or where you're life is heading as you approach another decade. When my mind and heart are heavy, I have to slow down and remember that what I deem important will put everything else in focus. If I know that I get to be with my family next year, then I know I'll be able to do anything. They inspire me with hope and shower me with so much love.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
This week has been hectic but...balancing your life is an art and sometimes you have to be willing to accept that your actual "art" might suffer. However, I have learned that if you schedule creativity into your life, then you actually block time out for what you love to do. You might have writer's block but even if you write two lines, it's better than not writing anything at all. And if you can't think of anything, then you can always close your eyes and take a couple of deep breaths. I know I've been stressed out because I got a humongazoid cold sore on my already big lips, lol. It's gone down a lot and now my back hurts which is my indicator that I need to slow down, do some yoga and get back on my workout regimen which I've slacked off since last Tuesday. So tomorrow, it's on. I'm working out for six days a week and writing/music on Saturday and Sunday. Awww yeah!
Monday, August 10, 2009
On Friday night, my music collaborator and I (aka Brian lmao) got back into the studio. We recorded one of five tracks my old drummer, Kevin, is going to play on. There will be a total of twelve songs on this album. It was fun because even though I was a bit rusty playing the keyboard, I was having such a great time drinking my wine. Time seemed to stop and I forgot everything about that day and the past week that plagued me. After we recorded the piano part, we ran through a set with Brian on acoustic guitar and me on vocals. Boy were we rusty! But - and of course, there is a but - singing and playing again was like home. It is what we were and are supposed to be doing...where we belong. This week, we have another track to lay down. At the end of the month, we will record the drums with Kevin. It's quite exciting! The only thing I'm afraid of is not finishing. For me, this is a chance to not just record some songs, but to actually have an official CD with artwork, liner notes and songs mixed the way I want them to sound. It's untitled at the moment and will have a mixture of genres since Brian and I are influenced by the same and different types of music. On my end, there will be some piano-based songs, a few electronica-style ones and some surprises. Brian is awesome at composing songs on guitar that have complicated yet beautiful chords. We don't always agree on everything - don't get me wrong -it can be like Julia Child and Gordon Ramsey in the kitchen. But after we reach a happy medium and the song encompasses all the colors we have painted it with, I feel very much like the boy in The Alchemist, following my personal legend. When I hit the stage again, I'll be realizing it.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
I'm at work with Brian right now organizing my mail. He works at a photography studio in West LA. It's a great place because it's so big and right now, extremely peaceful. I'm debating on whether or not to get some Sushi Mac for lunch because my stomach's starting to rumble. We checked out this wine bar called Vino last night on Ventura Blvd. The place was small but the ambiance was great. They had two classical guitarists and nothing but wine around. The only disappointment was the food which was expensive and not plentiful. I ordered some mussels and they were so tiny! We ordered grilled shrimp and I swear we only got four pieces of shrimp. I was like, "Oh hell no!" I would definitely come back for the atmosphere and some wine but never appetizers!
Thursday, August 6, 2009
I started this morning out on a high because I looked outside the bathroom window and saw the trees in the front yard illuminated by the golden rays of morning. As I was putting moisterizer on my face, I decided to take a picture of it to show my latest endeavor of going organic. I had quite the scare reading about how many things are bad for the skin and since I was running out of moisterizer, I decided to find one that had natural ingredients. Luckily I found it at Target! It wasn't expensive and I know a certain someone I live with dabbles in it too. (I find this adorable actually!) So I got ready and packed my gym bag because I made the decision last night to add sprints to my workout to shake things up. Today was the first day and to be honest, I was quite disappointed at how slow I ran. Mind you the wind was blowing towards me and it was uphill so maybe a couple of factors contributed to this slowness but it motivated me to want to get better. I went to this place my friend, Adelia, introduced me to off of Reseda Blvd. I usually go there to watch the sunset because it overlooks the hills in the valley and it's a great place to get a piece of mind due to how quiet it is. You can't even hear traffic on Ventura Blvd. As I ran today I thought of how beautiful being in a place like this was and how much the gym shelters people from truly enjoying what the outside world has to offer. When you workout in the open air it's you versus the world. There's no waiting for a machine, no sweaty machines to wipe off and no distractions. It's just you in sneakers, a big hill, the sun, the sky, the clouds, the birds and lots of heart.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Yesterday I went for a bike ride at around 7:45pm. I ate dinner before - Brian cooked the best salmon he's ever made. I was only going to eat half, ride my bike and then eat the other half afterwards, but my tastebuds had a different idea. After I savoured the meal, I grabbed my bicycle, water bottle, ab thing (it has velcro and helps you sweat more while protecting your lower back), biking gloves (yes, I'm nerdy like that) and unfortunately, a waste bag (which Brian calls a fannypack) but it's only because the zipper on my bicycle bag is broken at the moment and I need a place for my phone and keys. I ride at Lake Balboa, which is about two blocks away from where I live in Van Nuys. It's cool because I park in the dirt where everyone is either getting ready to walk, jog, run, rollerblade or bike also. So once I got there, I stretched a little and I was off. I had my ipod playing and really wasn't focusing on anything else except increasing my speed. There's a bunch of trees that you pass and a huge open field on the right where people fly toy airplanes and helicopters. I looked up to gaze at everything around me, because this awesome song came on that reminded me of the '90s, Fourth of July by Soundgarden and when I saw the sky, it was on fire! It was so beautiful, I was so happy. It was red, orange, and yellow. It reminded me of driving through New Mexico during sunset against the red rocks. After I turned the corner, I pulled over and took these two photos: one of my bike and then of the sky. My phone doesn't do it justice but I think you get the idea. I was so compelled to take the photo and stand there taking in the magnificence. I texted Brian, like I always do when there's a beautiful sky and then continued on my bike ride. On my second time around, my playlist wasn't motivating me as much I wanted so I skipped to the next song and then the next one until finally a song by Radiohead came on called Airbag. It's the first song on OK Computer, which some consider their best album but I honestly love all of their work. This CD just happens to remind me of a certain time in my life when I was discovering new music and expanding my ear. When I got home, I finished watching Ghostbusters and after a half an hour or so passed the hell out! I slept like a baby last night.
Monday, August 3, 2009
So I tried to send a post from my phone but it turned out looking more like Webdings or whatever that font is that only has shapes. It was a test but I guess I'll have to figure out exactly how it works. I did in my blog text, however, include a bathroom tip of the day: If the bathroom's clean and there are seat covers...Don't Squat. Not everyone enjoys waterworks.
I usually go for my daily bike ride just as the sun begins to set. The weather is perfect at this time in the San Fernando Valley because it is neither too hot nor too cold. On this past Saturday, however, the daredevil in me decided that instead of not going at all, I went just as the light had almost disappeared from the sky altogether. Halfway during my ride, it was completely dark and I relished this moment. I felt like my 10 year-old self again riding around the neighborhood pretending to be a high-profile detective searching for clues. My headlight lit the path and occasionally I passed another biker or a jogger and peddled harder just so I could be alone again. My eyes were fixed yet moving. My legs drew circles and the wheels followed. All I could think about was how close to nature I was and how I must remember to be a kid again at least for an hour each day.