I've been writing pop-rock songs for nine years. I grew up on an eclectic mix of music ranging from born again Christian rock, New Age, Ravi Shankar, Philip Glass, Disco, Classic Rock, and a variety of miscellaneous obscure recordings (Classical, and more New Age).
I grew up in a religiously-diverse household. My mother saw to it that my siblings and I attend Catholic school, while my dad kept a collection of books on Zen and eastern spirituality. He was also a potter and experimental artist, which fueled my desire to create early on.
My grandparents owned two baby grand pianos with two daunting oil portraits of my great-grandparents hanging over each. Seeing a piano at the time was like the circus coming into town, so visiting the grandparents was quite magical. When I first had the chance to salivate over practice room pianos at San Francisco State, I dove in head first and became a music major.
In time, I bought a Fender acoustic guitar and Mel Bay chord book, setting sail on my songwriting path. In 1999 I recorded my first demo on a four-track and distributed cassette copies to my bookstore co-workers. I even included a rough track, "Intergalactic Dream", composed on a Casio that I'd accidentally stolen from a childhood friend. Since then, I've been on a steady path of writing and playing shows throughout California and Arizona.
Melanie, It was so great to get to meet you in SF and especially to hear you play your beautiful music. You were absolutely stunning. I hope I get to cross paths with you again sometime real soon. ~grace~
How are you doing? Been quite a while! I received your invitation for your next performance which to my surprise will also be featured on Second Life?! How did that happen?!
Great to hear your music again from your profile, brings back great memories! Enjoyed a lot being able to hear you working on your music from just a room away. :-)
thank you for finding and adding me. you have a sweet and delicate sound. give me a heads up if you play a show in the los angeles area. i would absolutely be there!
Besides acting as an asst. camera and grip for my first feature, giving my dogs to a little boy named Warren, quitting smoking, visiting the IRS in downtown Oakland, reading 3 novels, shooting my own sober lovely realistic film about love and suicide, watching movies, learning about Scotch and expanding my wine knowledge . . . it's been the usual hallucination that life injects into my soul's sound system.
Thanks for dropping by to my site. I went to San Francisco last year and fell in love with the place. I hope to back there soon. You are blessed that you live in such a great part of the world and that you have been given the talent to write your own songs which I like.
Some stories reside in hiding, safeguarded by those involved, the confidants who in trust cinch their traps and reflect on the uncompromising details during hours intimately associated with starlight and dark depths of wild abandon. But often a delicate, unctuous glimpse of a particular tale, a snippet of real narrative, blinks into casual conversation, or else, someone with a degree of trickery and dry eyes unlocks the chain of events that have for so long been obscured or forgotten.
And now that I hold your attention, I shall juggle the flow and ask you to imagine a story involving Ms. Keller, a glow worm, some embroidered handkerchiefs, and the baffling character of Death.
Yeah, just imagine it. It's a great story. And it's too bad you'll never get to hear about how Ms. Keller forced Death into asking the glow worm's forgiveness! Needless to say, she has the heroine that day at the races, where seven handkerchiefs with red-threaded swans were tucked under a horse's saddle to ensure the luck of a steady, winning run.
The best music i ever heard was in the silence,
its rhythm I continue to sound out in my thoughts, its deep notes
paint in the shadows of my days and its lightest sounds reflect in
the soft smiles of love I receive from everything I see now.
poem by omegadawn (that being said -i like your songs!)
