Release

My version of “Release” by Pearl Jam. First attempt, practicing.

Felt I needed to honor my hometown boys, Pearl Jam, who are being inducted into the Rock ‘n Roll Hall of Fame tonight in Brooklyn. They certainly deserve it. And what a time to be a teenager in Seattle, growing up in the height of the “grunge” scene. I will never forget the energy in the city. Congratulations to Eddie and the crew!

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Crazy

 

My dad raised me on country music. Patsy was one of his favorites. Good memories of living room dancing with him and his baritone voice crooning in my ear…

One of the greatest songs ever, hard to sing, and written by Willie Nelson.

 

For you, Dad.

(no, he doesn’t read my blog…I don’t think. 😉 I’ll FB him.)

P.S. Patsy Cline made this look so easy.

 

Let It Be

 

I know I’m not the only one actively going through shit this year, emotionally and physically. So, I thought I’d sing this song tonight and dedicate it to the people I know who are going through challenging times, you are not alone.

Thank you for your support as I continue my long slow crawl back…

Love and light, always,

Em

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P.S. This one is good for putting earphones in and really feeling the harmonium. I set the lowest drone note for this song, the first time I’ve gone that low, and it just hits the soul…

 

Not Ready to Say Goodbye

I heard this song on tv show and fell in love with it. It’s beautiful.

Here’s my version on harmonium. I was working on being delicate with harmonium (not easy) so the vocals could be in the spotlight.  A good one to trance out to with headphones in…

Hope you like it. 🙂

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Not Ready to Say Goodbye ~ Leah Nobel

I feel everything and nothing

at the same time

I’m weightless

All that I love in a moment is gone

I’m breaking

Ooooooooh, heaven knows I need this

Ooooooooh, wake me up I’m dreaming

Losing it all in the blink of an eye

I’m not ready to say goodbye

I’m not ready to say goodbye

I’m just a shell of myself

and I’ve never felt so empty

Everything’s spinning out of control

and I can’t breathe

Oooooooh, heaven knows I need this

Oooooooh, wake me up I’m dreaming

Losing it all in the blink of an eye

I’m not ready to say goodbye

I’m not ready to say goodbye

I just wanna little more time

little more time, little more time

I just wanna little more time

little more time, little more time

Oooooh, heaven knows I need this

Oooooh, wake me up I’m dreaming

Losing it all in the blink of an eye

I’m not ready to say goodbye

Oooooh, heaven knows I need this

Oooooh, wake me up I’m dreaming

Losing it all in the blink of an eye

I’m not ready to say goodbye

I’m not ready to say goodbye

Edge of Town

Really love this song. A great one to sing, and works well on my harmonium.

I discovered my new favorite place. In Seattle, our local kickass radio station is KEXP. You can listen to them online, they play everything I love and more…huge variety.

They moved last year to an awesome new location by the Seattle Center, with a gathering space with lounge couches and chairs, an excellent cafe, and a DJ booth that faces the main area so you can see them dj’ing live as they pipe the station into the room. To my surprise, they also have live in-studio performances by bands as they come through town for concerts. I’m going to be spending a lot of time there, I do believe.

So this week, I got to see the new (at least in US) band from Australia called Middle Kids, who just released their first EP last Friday, 6 killer songs. New fan. This is their song “Edge of Town.”

Edge of Town ~ Middle Kids

Song for Zula

 

Song for Zula

Some say love is a burning thing
That it makes a fiery ring
Oh but I know love as a fading thing
Just as fickle as a feather in a stream
See, honey, I saw love,
You see it came to me
It puts its face up to my face so I could see
Yeah then I saw love disfigure me
Into something I am not recognizing

See the cage, it called. I said, come on in
I will not open myself up this way again
Nor lay my face to the soil, nor my teeth to the sand
I will not lay like this for days now upon end
You will not see me fall, nor see me struggle to stand
To be acknowledged by some touch from his gnarled hands
You see the cage it called. I said, come on in
I will not open myself this way again.

You see the moon is bright in that treetop night
I see the shadows that we cast in the cold clean light
Oh my heart is gold and my feet are white
And we race right out on the desert plains all night
So honey I am not, some broken thing
I do not lay in the dark waiting for thee
Now my heart is gold, my feet are light
And I’m racing out on the desert plains all night

So some say love is a burning thing
That it makes a fiery ring
All that I know love as a caging thing
Just a killer come to call from some awful dream
And all you folks, you come to see
You just to stand there in the glass looking at me
But my heart is wild, and my bones are steel
And I could kill you with my bare hands if I was free

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Oh my…did I need to sing…

Phosphorescent is one of my favorite groups. And this song just fucking hits home.

I’ve been dying to record it for a while. Finally got to it. I hope you enjoy. Let me know what you think, I like the dark emotion of it mixed with strong and empowering messages.

The video is powerful, too. I’ve included it at the bottom.

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Sounds of Silence

 

I tell you what. Listening to the Bob Dylan Pandora station is perfect for the current political situation. Amazing how relevant the songs are to today…as unfortunate as that may be.

My dad raised me on everything including country and folk. Simon & Garfunkel was a familiar group, although when I was young, I don’t think I realized the significance.

I’m about to dedicate this to him on Facebook, and thank him for raising a strong, critical-thinking, independent, liberal woman.

“Silence like a cancer grows”  ~~~~ Yes. The grieving period is over, it’s time to speak up.

Sounds of Silence ~ Simon & Garfunkel

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I’ve come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence

“Fools” said I,
“You do not know, silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you”
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming
And the signs said,
“The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls
And whisper’d in the sounds of silence